"Hi. Name's Eren Elijah Idril. How can I help you?"
Eren asked as he stared at Sara with a genuine smile plastered over his face that couldn't be faked or wiped away. He was about to take the red-haired girl's hand in his. His expressions were filled with greed and passion as he was about to touch her hand with the tip of his fingers.
But…
Slap!
But Alephee slapped Eren's hand away before looking judgemental. To her, Eren looked like he was about to steal a daily wage worker's hard-earned money.
'Don't freak her out at your first meeting, Eren. Remember, she doesn't know you yet.'
Eren clicked his tongue and looked at Alephee annoyingly. But he also knew she was right. Retracting his hands from the table, he sighed. He placed them over his lap as he sat, clenching into his fists. It was apparent he didn't trust his own hands to not pull off the same stunt when nobody else was paying attention to him.
