Chapter 120: Micah’s Mouth Says ‘Studying,’ His Life Says ‘Spy Thriller’
Micah sat stiffly in his seat, one leg crossed over the other, tapping his pen against the edge of the desk. His eyes were half-lidded behind those black-framed glasses.
The chair beside him creaked as Russell leaned in again, his voice a persistent buzz in Micah’s ear.
"Seriously, Micah, why don’t you listen when people talk? Am I not your friend? What if I told you I was going down a well? Would you just leave me there to rot because you weren’t listening?!" Russell’s mouth moved fast like he was trying to fit a week’s worth of complaints into one breath, making Micah realise his mistake.
Micah didn’t look at him. His lips twitched slightly. He much preferred the old Russell, the one who was nervous around him and talked cautiously, over this new, non-stop nagging version.
He wanted to snap at him but bit his tongue instead. The boy had been through some rough stuff lately. He deserved some slack.
Micah sighed quietly and leaned back in his seat, eyes flickering toward the front of the room. Still no teacher.
His phone vibrated in his pocket. Without much thought, he pulled it out and unlocked the screen with one hand. His eyes narrowed as he read the name.
RiverBridge: You didn’t say what you need? I am happy to repay the favour.
Micah’s grip on the phone tightened. He had been waiting a long time for Aidan to reach out. And now that he had...Micah didn’t know how to feel. A part of him wanted to ignore it. Ghost him as he had done to him. But he wasn’t in a position to be picky. He needed Aidan to trust him fully before K.O.ing him. So he swallowed all his nasty words on the tip of his tongue and typed carefully.
RogueOverlord: When I need it, I’ll be sure to ask you first.
A few seconds later, the reply came in.