Chapter 164. Big

Candice

It was already lunchtime, and I found myself dining alone in the cafeteria, still awaiting the arrival of my friends. At that moment, a pair of familiar shoes appeared on the seat beside me, prompting me to glance up. Mr. Hendricks, whom I had encountered earlier, had taken a seat at my table, his gaze thankfully directed at the tray of food he held rather than at me.

What was he doing here? The cafeteria was filled with numerous empty tables. Why had he chosen to sit with me?

“Hi,” he greeted, and then he started to eat, soon disregarding my presence entirely.

I found myself staring at him longer than I probably should have, pondering the reason for his choice to share a table with me. Just then, I noticed him turn his head and glance at my face. I felt compelled to ask why he was here, yet I was at a loss for words.

Diverting my attention, I focused on my chicken sandwich, but soon felt his gaze upon me again. An unfamiliar fl