"Hehe, your death glare isn't so strong and I am sorry if you are upset with me plus yeah when are we going to meet for studies," he says to me and for the first time in our whole friendship.
He sounded like some gentlemen.
"Okay, I guess we would see tomorrow, at school," I said to him and he nodded in acceptance. I walked to leave but then he still held my hand.
"What now?" I asked him, thinking of the next possible question he might want to ask me from that small head of his.
"Can I get a hug please?" he asked.