A boy with an impeccably handsome appearance, sporting refreshing short hair, dressed in a clean school uniform, and carrying a black schoolbag, was standing right in front of Andrew.
"Lorne... Lorne..." Emily's eyes widened in disbelief as she pointed at him, her tongue seemingly tied in knots, unable to speak clearly...
Lorne Noah Jackson!!!
How could he be here?
And moreover, he was wearing the uniform of this high school!
"Emily, what's wrong?" Seeing Emily's shocked face staring at him, Andrew looked puzzled and shifted his gaze to follow hers.
When Andrew saw the boy's face, he paused for a moment...
As a man himself, he had to admit, despite being a boy, that the other's face was indeed strikingly handsome and flawless.
No wonder Emily was staring at him dumbfounded.
.........
"Make way!" Seeing that the boy blocking the path in the desk aisle had no intention of moving, Lorne spoke again with displeasure.
Moreover, he didn't like others continuously staring at him!
