As Kyle approached the academy, he realized Maya was alone.
Adam was nowhere in sight.
He had already taken out his phone and was about to call him when Maya suddenly said, "He'll be here in ten minutes. I just got a call from him."
Was he really that easy to read?
"Don't misunderstand," Kyle quickly said. "It's just that he seemed a little too excited about all this to be late."
He didn't want to come across as rude.
The truth, however, was that he wasn't particularly eager to face Maya alone for some reason.
"It's not his fault," Maya replied. "I changed the venue at the last minute."
A graceful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Even the way she spoke felt unusually refined, each word delivered with effortless elegance. Listening to her was almost like listening to a carefully recorded message. A gentle one.
"Is that so? But why change the venue?" Kyle asked as they began walking toward the academy.
