"That one’s kind of cute, right?"
Jessi pointed out one of the boys talking next to his group.
They had reached the training facility, and everyone had already changed into their own gear. The academy’s training suit was a little too perfect for them, so the students had already taken the liberty to bring gear of their own.
"Stop it."
Alia’s eyes slightly wandered around the hall, spotting if anyone had noticed their stalking.
"Co on, Alia! This is what life ans. Don’t you want to get a boyfriend?"
"No."
Alia’s answer was plain.
Jessi looked at her for a mont longer before turning her gaze to the far end of the training hall.
"Yeah, soone like you won’t understand the plight of average people like us. Not everybody is as bold as you."
"Bold?"
A single word caught Alia’s attention as she looked towards Jessi, only to find the girl searching for more boys.
"Yeah, bold. I an... not everyone has the guts to approach the Lava Boy."
Alia’s face twisted into a light frown.
"Lava Boy?"
Jessi paused for a mont, seeing the confusion on her friend’s face.
She felt like laughing but managed to restrain herself.
"I ant Kael, your best friend."
"He isn’t my friend."
Alia had involuntarily raised her voice at the end.
"Sure, sure. Not everyone eats with strangers... I an, that would be kind of creepy, don’t you think?"
"..."
"Alright! I eat with him because that’s the only ti he sits in one place, and I can talk to him about all the stuff."
Alia defended herself after a slight pause.
"Stuff like?"
"You know what I am talking about. And what’s this about Lava Boy?"
"Oh, that. He is currently the hottest material around here."
Smiling, Jessi winked at Alia.
"I will do so warm-up."
Tired of her friend’s antics, Alia began to move towards one of the private training rooms, only to be stopped by Jessi, as she grabbed the forr’s arm.
"Though I like this wild version of yours, please stop with this new training fetish."
"Let go."
Alia insisted, but Jessi didn’t release her arm.
"The bald bastard’s going to arrive soon! Let’s chat till then."
"..."
"Please!"
"Haa... okay."
Seeing her request succeed, Jessi gave up her hold on Alia, making the latter lean against the wall.
"So... tell , if not a friend, then what’s the deal between you two?"
"I thought we were going to chat."
"We are chatting."
"Okay. Let do the warm-up then."
"Alia! Aren’t you my friend? Or is this a betrayal?"
"..."
"I am just curious. Tell , please!"
Alia sighed as she leaned back.
"We are just classmates."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Then why does he talk with you?"
"He talks with everyone."
"..."
"What?"
Jessi didn’t know what to say. Alia was the smartest person she had ever known, but that was only limited to the academic sector.
In everything else, she was as smart as a jellyfish.
"Alia... do you really think he talks with everyone like he does with you?"
"Yes."
Alia’s reply was instant.
Though Jessi wanted to deny it, rembering Kael Frost, maybe...
That guy really talked with everyone out there.
"Still... he talks with you differently."
Now that she had initiated the topic, Jessi couldn’t simply back down.
"And how is that?"
"It’s like... he sees you as a woman."
"Jessi."
"Yes?"
"I am a woman."
"..."
Jessi clenched her fists to let her anger dissolve before she did anything she would regret later.
"Yes, dear! I know that. What I ant was that he looks at you in that way!"
Jessi arched her eyebrows and made an expression that Alia found to be the most suspicious thing she had seen to date.
Seeing that her friend didn’t get the point, Jessi took it upon herself to clarify things.
"Maybe... he wants to date you. Make you his girlfriend or sothing."
Hearing that, Alia paused for a few seconds before looking at Jessi again.
"He doesn’t."
Her answer was short yet firm, with no hesitation.
"And why do you think so?"
Now Jessi was getting even more curious than before.
"He calls a kid."
Alia replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"And I don’t think you call soone that if you like them... or he might if he likes... kids?!"
Alia’s eyes widened in realization, but soon—
"No. That can’t be."
"Of course it can’t be. Don’t go making assumptions about innocent people."
Crossing her arms below her chest, Jessi voiced her thoughts.
"Innocent?"
"Maybe."
There was a short silence between the two.
"Hey, listen! What if he liked you?"
"He doesn’t."
"I asked what if!"
"Why are you even asking?"
Alia couldn’t understand the reasoning behind this weird interrogation.
"I an, if he asks you out on a date or sothing, will you accept it?"
"No."
"Why?!"
"Why should I?"
"Because he’s hot! He’s cool! He’s cute! He’s—"
"Why don’t you ask him out yourself?"
Alia questioned Jessi, noticing her unusual interest in Kael.
"I would have. But I know it would be futile. I am not a match for him. But—"
Jessi leaned closer to Alia, just inches away from her face.
"You are a match for him. A royalty with beauty and brains."
Alia thought for a mont before narrowing her eyes again.
"Jessi, he calls a kid."
"Oh, that."
Jessi stepped back, her eyes wandering over Alia’s body.
"What are you doing?"
Alia was caught off guard by the sudden scan.
"Hmm... I can see why he might have called you a kid."
Jessi spoke up, her eyes aid at Alia’s chest.
Alia too followed her gaze and looked down.
"..."
"They look a little on the smaller side."
Walking towards Alia, Jessi bent down a little to get a proper look.
"But mother said they are good."
Alia’s eyes remained fixed on her own chest.
"I know they are good. And your mother knows that too. But—"
Jessi approached Alia from the side and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"Kael doesn’t know that."
"..."
"So you will have to let him know that. I think it’s ti for so new shopping."
"Like?"
"Like buying so tops that would flex your assets."
Alia just kept looking at Jessi.
"What?"
"Why should I?"
"Don’t you want him to like you?"
"No."
An instant reply that made Jessi pause for a mont.
"Well... it’s not for him. Consider it as showing the best version of yourself."
"Why should I?"
"Why shouldn’t you?"
For so reason, Alia found the logic acceptable.
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