Main school.

'Oh, f*ck.' Blake couldn't help but curse because almost everyone was looking at them. It would have been nice if it was a normal time but her action of holding his hand was like adding salt to his wounds.

He was in a rough situation, he received lots of hate for being the number 1 and getting her attention, but now her holding his hands was adding gasoline to the fire.

"What was that for?" Blake had a feeling that Camilla was trying to set him up.

"Wanted you to walk me back to the dorm..." Camilla said as she made puppy eyes.

"…" Blake didn't know what to say, he wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad one.

"Why are your eyes so dull, having you been staying up all night." He had tried hiding the signs of his mental fatigue with a smile, but he had underestimated her ability to notice little details.

"Emm…" He didn't know how to tell her he had multiple long naps without putting the unconscious part.