A staff member continued, "Didn't we officially announce that what's her name... Hannah Winter from that talent show? I bet he went to see Hannah Winter and not some 'Best Actor'. Who doesn't know the situation between these two...Eh, Louis, where are you going?"
Before she could finish her sentence, Louis had already hastily left.
His head seemed to be swarming with thousands of bees, buzzing incessantly and tirelessly, threatening to break his sanity.
Everything was in chaos.
He could only return to his room by sheer willpower alone.
The door was slammed shut, and he slumped down against it, torturing himself with visions of Hayes asking everyone with his phone whether he and Hannah made a good match.
Hayes was someone who didn't care about consequences; he was a rebel by nature.