Mia Ginger let out an "oh" sound.
Koa Jackson frowned and gave her a glance, the gloom inside him deepening, "What's that? Did it sink in?"
"I have my limits."
"Limits," Koa paused, "Have limits and on the first day, you exchange phone numbers with a boy? Do you know what kind of person he is?"
Even riding his bike!
Suddenly remembering that, Koa felt even more displeased.
"It's not what you think." Mia glanced at him peculiarly, "The counselor inexplicably had me temporarily act as class president, managing the girls during military training. He's the other one, managing the boys' affairs. Exchanging numbers was just to conveniently contact each other if necessary."
"..." Koa was slightly taken aback, "Like that?"
"Yeah." Mia pouted.
Otherwise, he thought she was the type of girl who lacked self-respect?
"I noticed that guy seems quite smooth with words," Koa glanced at her fair profile, "I'm worried you'll get deceived."
"Am I that easy to deceive?"