Glancing up at the owner of the arm, he saw a familiar timid youth.
'Huh?' bound by confusion for a moment, he remembered who the boy was. He was the one who followed Cinthya's orders, her little toy.
'Are you gay too?' He studied the other's expression for a moment, finding no shyness but a veiled sign of reluctance.
"She said I should give you this." with that, not caring if he would take it or not he dropped the rumped paper and left.
'ehn? Is it she?'
Standing up, he picked the paper and began to walk out of the cafeteria. Sensing the few hostile stares hovering on his back disappear,he quietly addressed the rumped paper to read the contents within.
'Come to the library! Urgent!
From Cinthya.
Reading the content twice, he eventually furrowed his brows.
'The library?'
