Apart from the hum of the car's engine, the only audible sound was the continuous chatter until the woman's voice interrupted, "When did you become so talkative?"Her emotionless remark immediately led Carlos to close his mouth, rendering him silent.It seemed that he had indeed been talking too much, for reasons unknown to him. He just couldn't seem to stop when faced with Zak. Perhaps it was because Zak spoke so sparingly that Carlos compensated by being more talkative.The car's interior returned to silence.Zak remained wordless, his gaze fixed ahead, undisturbed.Until an unmistakable gaze caught his attention, prompting him to pause and instinctively raise his eyes to the rearview mirror.However, she didn't turn her gaze in his direction, as if Zak's previous feeling was a mere illusion.After ten minutes, the car came to a stop, and Zak stepped out, saying, "Thank you."He hesitated for a moment and added, "Thank you, Ms. Gilliam, for giving me a ride back."The woman turned h

Disregarding the tirade, Zak retrieved his phone, opened the dialer, and placed it on the table, dialing 911 right before the man. His attention focused on the man's ring-laden fingers. Zak chuckled softly, departing from his previous mild demeanor, his features taking on a somewhat shadowy cast. He spoke deliberately, "You've been drinking and made an attempt to harass me upon entering this establishment. Your actions fall under the purview of harassing a minor." "Alternatively, should I call the police to have them inform your wife to come and take you home?" Both statements left the man in a state of panic. He stammered, unable to fathom how Zak knew about his wife, and hastily stood up, his agitation causing him to stutter. "N-no! Where did I... harass you? I was merely trying to... swat away the mosquitoes on your face. Don't call the police, and I won't eat here anymore. Seriously..." Before anyone else could react, he made a hasty exit. Moving at an accelerated pace, he st

Adan realized her thoughts were too peculiar, so she quickly looked away and retreated to her room, wary of delving further into them.In the early hours of the morning, around five o'clock, a few early risers excitedly gathered to catch a glimpse of the sunrise.However, the weather didn't cooperate; the sun only managed to peek out from behind thick clouds around six o'clock, quickly disappearing again due to gusts of wind.Disappointed murmurs filled the air among the surrounding individuals.Ms. Mcleod briskly clapped her hands, rallying everyone for a few group photos."Alright, it's time to head down the mountain; let's meet at its base." Ms. Mcleod put away her camera and commented, "Although we missed the sunrise, catching a glimpse of the mountain before the mist clears is equally rewarding."Despite their grumbling, most of the students reluctantly started their descent, voicing their discontent.As Ms. Mcleod prepared to put away her camera, she noticed Zak lingering by the

"I won't regret this decision. If there's any regret, it's on your end," Zak said nonchalantly, "because I don't have anything to offer in return."The rain persisted, creating a heavy and chilly atmosphere, as if an unspoken agreement hung between them.Davis quickly got out of the car, opening the door to glimpse Camilla holding Zak's hand.Even though Camilla's interest in Zak was evident, the swift progression caught him off guard."Davis," Camilla's voice softly called out.Davis snapped out of his thoughts, took Zak's suitcase, stashed it in the trunk, and then returned to the driver's seat. "Where to now?" he asked."To the villa in the eastern suburbs," Camilla replied, closing the car door and draping a blanket over Zak.Zak sat still, his pale face and lowered gaze revealing no emotion.After a moment, he seemed to collect himself, grabbing the blanket with a hoarse voice, "Thanks.""Still planning to go to Carlos's school?" Camilla asked, handing him a tissue to wipe away t

The food suited Zak's taste perfectly, and Davis always managed the portions well to ensure Zak finished his meals. However, as time went on, Zak found himself becoming more particular about his breakfast choices, which was a cause for concern."If you need anything during your stay here, just let me know," Davis said, still typing on his phone. He glanced at Zak occasionally, then took the food container once Zak finished, smiling."I'm good, thanks for coming over every day," Zak replied with a slight grin."No problem at all," Davis blinked and chuckled. "Ms. Gilliam will be back in ten days. If you need anything during this time, don't hesitate to tell me."With ten more days left, almost half a month had already passed.Zak's phone buzzed several times in succession. He checked and saw it was a message from the casting director he had sent his information to earlier.It had been almost half a month since he had sent his details, and today, he finally received a response."Hello,