Jason, where are you?

Jason crossed his legs, lowered his head slightly, and held out his right hand. Her hair covered a little of her English-smelling face. 

Gabby stopped doing what he was doing, shook his head and chuckled. She touched Jason's palm, lowered it as she walked past the boy.

"Don't bother."

Jason straightened his back and looked at Gabby's back away. When he wanted to tease her, he saw a male figure standing near the room. 

"Michael, why are you here?" Gabby asked.

As soon as Gabby stepped into the room door, she immediately saw a familiar face. The girl couldn't help but feel curious. Usually the men's recess hours or empty hours would be crowded with many women. But this time why is he here?

Michael is the type of man almost all women dream of. Already tall, his face is handsome, smart, cold attitude, doesn't talk much, and always complies with requests from people he likes.