Chapter 388
Chapter 388:
“Well… not exactly.” Dropping her gaze to the floor, Kailey felt the bitter memory scrape against her chest, too ugly and tangled to explain cleanly. “There was this one time — Mom asked me to deliver something to you, and I happened to run into him instead. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me straight into the men’s restroom p>
That year, at thirteen, Kailey had still carried the soft innocence of a child, while Lyman and Kyson, at seventeen or eighteen, had already been standing on the edge of adulthood.
Busy with endless meetings, Irene had pressed a stack of school documents into Kailey’s hands. “These are important. You must hand them to Kyson yourself p>
Beneath that instruction lay a simple worry that the girl might get sidetracked and wander off, yet to Kailey, the errand had felt like a solemn assignment entrusted only to her.
Clutching the papers carefully against her chest, she had hailed a cab and headed straight for Kyson’s school before tracking down his classroom. Inside, the senior students had buzzed with youthful restlessness, their laughter and chatter brimming with untamed energy.
Heads turned in unison the moment the petite junior high girl stepped through the doorway, whispers rippling across the room until one boy finally spoke up. “Hey, who are you here to find p>
“I’m looking for Kyson Blake,” Kailey answered, her eyes sweeping across the unfamiliar faces without meeting anyone’s gaze. “Isn’t he here p>
“Looks like someone came for our campus heartthrob p>
The room instantly dissolved into amused murmurs and knowing grins.
𝘠𝗼𝘂r 𝗇𝗲x𝘁 𝗳𝘢𝗏o𝘳𝘪𝗍𝘦 𝗋𝖾аd 𝗂s 𝗈𝘯 𝘨𝖺lոо𝘃𝘦𝗅ѕ.𝘤𝗼𝗆
Brushing past their chatter without a glance, Kailey kept moving until a student finally offered, “He might be in the restroom. You could try looking there p>
Gratitude softened her expression as she murmured a quick thanks and set off down the corridor.
Although the campus wasn’t especially sprawling, it still ranked as the most prestigious school in Jucridge’s eastern district. As her footsteps echoed along the polished floor, admiration crept into her thoughts, and she found herself marveling at Kyson’s effortless brilliance. Under her breath, she grumbled, “Isn’t being handsome or talented already unfair enough? Why does he get to be both p>
Throughout the school, Kyson’s popularity had practically become legend, with love letters stuffed into his locker every single day — yet he never once responded, leaving his teacher staring at the growing pile with no idea how to handle them.
Kailey lingered outside the restroom for what felt like forever, watching clusters of students drift in and out while the one face she searched for never appeared. The urge to peek inside tugged at her, yet she restrained herself, fingers curling around the papers in her hands. After wavering for several seconds, she finally lifted her voice and called out, “Kyson, are you in there p>
Silence answered her.
At that exact moment, the shrill bell split the air, and the bustling hallway emptied almost instantly.
Pressing her teeth into her lower lip, Kailey resolved to deliver the documents to his teacher instead.
Just as she pivoted to leave, a broad hand suddenly sealed over her mouth, and her body was jerked backward into the restroom before she could even gasp. Classes had already begun, and the corridor outside sank into an eerie hush. Pinned with a firm palm over her lips, Kailey couldn’t release a single cry.