Ida's eyes turned frosty. "Alright, I don’t think you’re the type to overstep your boundaries. Now that you know I have plans with someone else, you should be on your way."
Byran raised an eyebrow as his long legs took a casual stance on her desk. "What if I decide not to leave?"
Ida frowned; only moments ago she was praising his maturity, and now he was acting like a petulant little lord.
"If you don't want to leave, then feel free to stay! I'll lend you my office and be on my way!"
With that, Ida rose from her seat, swiftly donning her coat and preparing to leave. Her stomach growled; she didn't have time to deal with him. After grabbing a bite to eat, she imagined he would be gone.
To her surprise, he stood and quickly intercepted her exit.
A flicker of annoyance crossed Ida's face. "What are you up to now? I have a date to get to. It's not polite to keep people waiting, and I don't make a habit of tardiness."
Blocking her path, Byran closed in, forcing her to retreat step by step.
Ida felt a threatening aura from him. "Byran, didn't you boast that you've grown up over the past three years? A mature man wouldn't act as childishly as you are now and block someone's way!"
Only when he had her cornered against the wall, his arms forming a barrier around her, did he speak. "Do you really believe there are mature men in this world? Every man is childish in front of a woman he's interested in."
Ida paused. "So, you're saying you're interested in me?"
Unabashedly, Byran tilted her chin up. "Of course! If I weren't interested in you, why would I seek you out to reminisce?"
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