Chapter 95: The Top Scorers
Evaline:
If someone had told me last weekend that the following days would pass without any drama, I would have laughed in their face. But here I was, Friday evening, five whole days later and not a single emotional explosion, argument, or surprise ambush by any of the Rogue Alpha brothers.
Well, except Draven.
But even he had been... different.
After Sunday night, I was expecting him to slip back into his usual teasing, overly forward self. Yet, despite seeing him every single evening in the library, he kept his promise.
He didn’t hover. He didn’t push. He just existed like a quiet, consistent presence at the front desk of the library - checking in books, organizing the archive shelves, and occasionally waving at me with a bright smile when I entered and left the place.
And I couldn’t lie... it surprised me.
Maybe I was underestimating him. Maybe beneath all that smug confidence and flirtatious bravado was someone who genuinely wanted to do better.
By Wednesday, his presence stopped bothering me. In fact, it even started to feel normal, like part of my routine. I would take my spot by the window in the far corner on second floor, light a small study lamp, sip on the water, and do my work while he quietly moved about.
He only approached me once all week.
Thursday evening, I was organizing my history notes when I heard the soft thud of a book being placed on the table.