Omari was stunned for several seconds, and finally a hint of smile appeared on his handsome and elegant face. His lips slightly opened, whispering softly.
"Not cohabitation."
"Cheyenne is not with that lame guy, great..."
"So I still have a chance! Great, great!"
Cheyenne was quite far away and completely focused on breakfast, so she didn't hear clearly what he was murmuring in his mouth.
Iker, who had sharp hearing and keen eyesight, could hear clearly. A hint of annoyance quickly flashed through his deep-set eyes.
But he himself had not yet realized it.
"I can eat it now?" Cheyenne looked fiercely at Omari with round, wide eyes.
But Omari only felt her an adorable foodie.
He couldn't help but recall their youth years.
Three hours after he ran away from home, he was found and decided to study hard. At the age of seventeen, he enrolled in Akloit High School, a prestigious school designed for wealthy children.
It was a Monday, and he delivered a speech as an outstanding student representative.
At a glance among the crowd of junior high school students, he saw a fair and delicate girl tying her school uniform around her waist. Her white short-sleeved shirt was nothing special, but it always seemed different when worn on her.
A gentle breeze blew through the girl's soft hair as she lay fast asleep on her friend's body, unaware of what she was dreaming about. Drool dripped onto the person's shoulder.
He recognized her at a glance from her fair and sweet sleeping face, which was none other than the girl he had met under the bridge.
Later, he inquired and found out that her name was Cheyenne.
She was the eldest daughter of the Lawrence family and also a "bad girl" who made all teachers and students in the school extremely headache.
Skipping classes, fighting, sleeping in class, cheating on exams and talking back to teachers.
There seemed to be nothing she was afraid to do.
He couldn't understand why Cheyenne, who clearly had a cute and fair face, would make such a surprising move that shocked the world.
The third time hw saw her was in the small alley outside of school.
On that street, there were some off-campus hooligans who often lingered nearby.
Bullying and extortion cases were constantly emerging.
He was sitting in a nearby bookstore, reading a book, when he noticed in the corner of his eye a young girl holding an ice cream cone, savoring it with delight. There was a smudge of ice cream on her nose, a small, innocent mark.
Her shining eyes glanced over with boredom. Their eyes met briefly, and she departed without any expression on her face.
It was as if he were a stranger standing in front of her.
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