Chapter 78. Outburst

《 Shirley 》

"Um... Hey, Shirley?"

I didn't reply and picked up my stuff.

"Shirley?" Dylan called out. I walked out of the arena with him trailing behind.

We were at a racing arena. No, not for the main tournament. It was a trial to check what I lacked. It was a small-time formula race.

You will be glad to know, I fucking lost. I became a goddamn runner-up though. Well, it didn't matter as long as I was not the winner.

Dylan understood he was going to get ignored, so he just walked silently beside me. I sat in his car and closed the door with a loud thud which made him flinch. He quietly sat on the driver's seat and started driving.

He was glancing at me continuously, which was getting on my nerves. His mouth opened and closed like a goldfish as if he were dying to say something but he was too afraid.

"If you are going to say something, spit it out already," I stated coldly.

He averted his eyes and mumbled, "Never mind.