“Follow that boy,” he said, his voice low and almost... sensual.

Lily blinked. Before thinking twice. He was the most famous boy in her class, Dong Claris, His hair blonde, almost all girls liked his looks, But he was so Arrogant, he had not many friends.

“Don’t let him see you. At any cost. Watch what he does today.” His gaze lingered on her face for a moment, like he was seeing something deeper than just her expression.

Lily’s throat went dry. “Why?”

The janitor didn’t answer. He just stared at her, waiting. And in that silence, she knew that there was no room for questions—only obedience.

“Alright,” she whispered, the words slipping out before she could stop them.

The janitor’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile and he patted her head softly. 

“Good,” he said, turning back to the broom in his hands. “I’ll be expecting a report.”