Are you ready to tell me what's inside your mind

Harry looked from one room to another, from one class to another, but he could not find Ryn anywhere.

He looked at his phone. Was she silencing her phone again? She confessed about this bad habit when he asked casually last time. He told her not to do it. She might miss important message if she kept being lazy with her phone.

He tried again, this time calling her.

This time she answered him.

"What?" she hissed.

He frowned. Was she angry at him?

"Where are you, Ryn?"

"In class. Why?"

"Which room?" he managed to hold onto his temper even though the way she answered his question made him feel like she was challenging him. Did she really have no idea about his feeling?

She told him her specific location and he hung up the call. He quickly went to the said class and looked inside.

"Yes, Mr Harry Si. Do you have any business in my class?" a woman asked him from the back.