Friday came.
Angela completely separated herself from Chess and Hans.
Hans, just like always, is torn between the two friends. In the morning class, he couldn't help but glance at Chess for the nth time. This time, their eyes coincidentally met with each other.
Chess raised his brow at him, silently asking if there's a problem.
Hans, on the other hand, glanced at Angela who was sitting a several distance away from them. Then, he looked back at chess, leaned a little bit forward, before whispering.
"Don't you want to talk to Angela?" he asked.
Chess looked more confused than before.
He also glanced at Angela's direction.
Right at that moment, Angela also turned towards his direction, resulting in an eye contact between the two of them. Angela shifted her eyes almost instantly while Chess remained staring for a while before looking back at Hans.
"Why? Is there a problem?" he asked back.
Hans looked dumbfounded.