Logan walked away from , leaving alone here, still processing what just happened.
I was standing silly for a good while until I recovered. I didn't have anything in mind except for one thing…
"He doesn't plan to be my partner in cri forever? Why? Am I incompetent?"
That thought suddenly plagued and carried as I left the pottery club room. I was actually planning on a full-blown long-term partnership with Logan Walker.
Despite his mysterious background, he was a lot more competent than I expected when I first t him. I thought he was just a rich brat with a handso face and good body.
But now he said he didn't want to be my partner in cri for a long ti? Why?
I was walking in the corridor in a daze until I stumbled upon the scene of Mason getting chased by his ever-growing fangirls and fanboys. The mont he saw from afar, he charged straight up towards , making shocked.
"W—Wha—"
It was too late for to react when Mason suddenly grabbed by my was it and carried like a sandbag on his shoulder.
Whoosh!
"M—Mason, put down!" I struggled, but Mason continued running away, making a big distance between him and his fangirls.
We stopped after we hid behind the Boxing club room because nobody dared to go co here.
Mason was trying to regulate his breath after that dash, still with on his shoulder.
"Excuse , Mr. Hall. I think you accidentally brought soone in the corridor," I said sarcastically.
"Oh—Ah! I'm so sorry!" Mason finally put down gently, "Did you get hurt?"
"No, but why did you suddenly pick up and dashed like that?"
"Uh… it's just an instinct, I guess," Mason said. He looked guilty.
"Instinct?"
"Y—Yeah, you see, I was running away from those obsessed girls. I thought they might target you instead if I ran to your direction, so I picked you up out of instinct and brought you here to hide," Mason explained awkwardly.
"I—I'm sorry if it doesn't sound logical. I did it out of instinct…."
I sighed and patted his shoulder, "It's okay, Mason. I was just shocked. So you're here to hide from your fans, huh? I guess you got so popular nowadays, Mr. Quarterback."
I said that only to tease him slightly, but who would've expected that Mason reacted hostilely. As if what I just said was incredibly offensive.
Mason's gaze darkened, and he said, "Em, I told you that I don't like them, right? In fact, I really hate their existence to the point that I want them to disappear."
"I've never been the one who likes attention from them in the first place," Mason said. From his voice and expression, I concluded what he uttered just now was all truth.
The disgust and the contempt were so obvious. It was sothing that I had to get used to the more I knew about Mason.
He still had that princely appearance, aura, and expression. But the more I knew him, the more I knew that Mason disliked anyone who tried to get close to him.
At so point, Mason and I were actually quite similar. We were loners who disliked interacting with people, but the difference was that nobody really wanted to approach in the first place.
Mason's princely aura made him a chick magnet. No matter how much he tried to hide or act humble, everyone would naturally gravitate towards him.
If this was a web novel or sothing, I guessed he could be the male lead character. Because his aura was simply so bright.
"Okay, okay, Mason. I'm sorry for ntioning that. I'm just trying to complint you."
The fangirls lost their tracks on us as I could hear their frustrated yell, calling Mason's na like obsessed fangirls chasing the life out of their idol.
After things cald down, Mason sighed in relief and then looked at the police lines surrounding the boxing club room, even the outside, because apparently, they found a lot of drugs outside of the window as well.
"I still can't believe the whole boxing club mbers got rehabilitated and expelled out of school," Mason comnted innocently. "That Leah Carpenter is really malicious. Apparently, they found out that she had been keeping a lot of drugs in her house and in the club!"
"Y—Yeah, that's so crazy…." I mumbled. Honestly, I was still scared that soone might know about what I did with Logan to take Leah down.
It was cruel but necessary to complete the mission.
"But you see, I feel like it doesn't make sense," Mason humd as he walked around the cri scene, making nervous that he might find sothing.
"W—What do you an?"
"Well, I'm just wondering. I heard from the rumor that Leah Carpenter has high-quality crystal th in a big batch, enough to give soone a death sentence. She was saved because of her Daddy's connection, and she was also underaged."
"I feel like, even for soone like Leah Carpenter and all her money, she wouldn't be able to get that much high-quality crystal th in a big batch, knowing how expensive they are."
"How… how did you know that they were expensive, Mason?"
"Hm? What's with your surprised face, Em. Of course, it's common sense, right? High-quality stuff ans it's expensive, and we all know that drugs are really expensive in the first place," Mason replied lightly.
"Why are you asking, Em?" He tilted his head innocently at , making too nervous to tell him the truth.
"I heard Leah's father is rich. Maybe she has enough money to pay it."
"That's impossible. Her dad would definitely question her purchase. Besides, she can be a drug addict for so long without his father knowing, it's either child neglect or Leah Carpenter just successfully obtained and consud these drugs, even sharing it," Mason deduced. "I feel like both are wrong. There is another theory."
Oh Lord, please stop! Just stop! You're making sweat bullets!
I protested in my heart, afraid that his small investigation might lead to the truth.
"Honestly, it sounds a bit crazy, but it's definitely possible," Mason uttered his deduction and suddenly said, "I think the evidence has been planted by soone else to fra Leah Carpenter."
I froze on the spot after hearing his extrely accurate deduction.
"The amount of high-quality crystal th lying around, and evening being thrown outside of the window and to the trashcan," Mason said. "It's very weird for them to save and stock that much. Knowing they are addicts, they wouldn't be able to control themselves, right? They'll use all those high-quality crystal ths for their own recreational activity from long ago."
"So my deduction is… Leah Carpenter is still guilty for the cri she committed, but I don't think she's the one who owned those high-quality crystal ths. She must've been frad by soone else, maybe as an act of revenge."
"How about it, Em? Do you share the sa opinion as ?"
Honestly, I was just too srized and astonished at the sa ti after knowing how smart Mason was.
Thus, I nodded low, afraid that he might've found out about .
"D—Do you still have sothing to say? I'll leave now. I think your crazy fangirls must've left already," I turned around and then tried to walk away.
But the mont I tried to walk away, Mason suddenly grabbed my wrist and said, "You should stay with for a mont. I want to invite you to attend sothing."
"Huh? An invitation?"
Mason looked embarrassed, and then he took out sothing from his small backpack and handed it to .
It was a small invitation to attend an Arican Football match for free, and I could see the na of my school Arican Football Club as one of the parties joining the match.
"You… you're going to a match as a quarterback?"
"Y—Yeah, this is my first match as a quarterback too. I can't ask my parents to co and see , of course. But I still want soone to look at when I'm in the match. That's why I want you to co."
…
It took a mont for to process what just happened. Mason Hall wanted to attend a match to support him?!
"W—What a second, why would you want to be your supporter?! Don't you have soone else?" I protested.
I wasn't being unsupportive, but I had never been in that kind of match before, and I thought we weren't close enough for to be the one he invited!
Mason shook his head pitifully, "Well, you know that I'm not a social butterfly in real life…."
Mason stared at with his dreamy blue eyes. He didn't say anything, but that begging eyes spoke thousands of unsaid words.
I sighed, "Fine, I'll co. But I want to ask sothing…."
"Oh! Do ask out!"
"Why do you act so familiar with like this, Mason? We barely know each other, right?"
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