Oliver withdrew himself from the grip before looking at Chris. He saw the familiar red hair and blue eyes. His school uniform was different and it suited him quite well. Even as a guy himself, Oliver had to admit he was good looking. He didn't need to try too hard.
What was he doing here anyway?
"Inter-school competition. We're here to represent our school and cheer for our team." He answered as if reading Oliver's mind.
Ah! That was right. The inter-school competition was starting soon. He had to leave. The last thing he wanted was to get into trouble.
The hallway was still clearing out, but a few people who passed looked at the two curiously before going on their way.
"Thanks. For saving me. Both then and now." He said faintly and turned to leave. His stomach was hurting so much, but he prayed he would at least walk far away from this guy.
"Where are you going?" Chris asked, appearing in front of him and blocking his path.
