บท 182: Chapter 182 A BRAT

KELLY'S POV

It wasn't unusual for people to stare at me, but something felt different today. All eyes were on me as I walked to my seat, and no matter how hard I tried to ignore them, I couldn't help but feel each one burning through my skin.

I wasn't sure what piqued their interest in me—I'd been around for years, and there was nothing new about me. Unless it was Cheol, of course.

When a lanky body sat down next to me, my thoughts were abruptly interrupted. It was Kian. I didn't feel completely comfortable being so close to him after yesterday's events, so I tried to shift in my seat subtly to gain some distance.

My attempts were thwarted when he leaned in closer, his breath fanning across my face.

I was struck by the contrast between Kian's lemon scent and Cheol's cologne, which seemed to follow me around everywhere.