Chapter １１

I had never contemplated the possibility of adolescents finding love. I'm curious as to how they're feeling. It's not like I have a personal connection to David. Ryan keeps his gaze fixed on Alison, despite the fact that he was just talking to me. Alison tries hard not to smile at Ryan, but she just can't help herself.

Despite my advanced age, I am envious of what they have. David and I are frequently at odds.

Dinner, which consisted of roasted onions, grilled steaks, and warm pastries, had just concluded. I went into my room and changed my clothes.

I sat on the large bed for a few moments, wondering about what I should do next. So I got up and walked out of my room, my muscles aching from the exertion. When I'm forced to take a step back, I'm not happy about it.

I take my seat. "Oh, you," 

David takes a deep breath and then walks away from me, sighing. After that, I chase after him.