Chapter 5: Allow me to handle this.
Mark was petrified. As he stared at the silver-haired maid sitting a few meters away, he began to feel that his brain could short-circuit at any moment.
Thankfully the surrounding chatter helped snap him out of it. It took him a couple of seconds to understand what kind of situation he was in, and his mind went into overdrive trying to draw his next course of action.
He was already on the move soon after. First, he handed the girl her phone back, then he walked over to the maid and grabbed her hand.
"I know I said I liked it, but did you really have to do this?" He said, trying to sound as normal as possible. "You went too far with your pranks this time!"
He was trying to make it look like everything was just one big prank, but something told him it wouldn't work. Of course, Mark wasn't about to wait and see the results.
He hightailed it out of the lecture hall without looking back then disappeared from the campus entirely.
Once they were outside, he quickly took out his phone and rummaged through it a little. Lara stared at the hand holding hers for a while, looked up at him, then looked up at the sky.
"The sun..." she spoke, her voice a little wistful. "It's rising..."
Confused by her statement, Mark looked up then back at her.
"It's nine in the morning." He replied. "It has been rising for a few hours now."
A taxi showed up not long after.