Nina Donovan left Jasper Sherwood's house with a dark expression.
Meanwhile, Jasper Sherwood was wearing the school uniform Nina Donovan had mended for him. A red handprint marked his right cheek, but his face was devoid of emotion, looking cool and detached.
Nina Donovan walked a few steps, still fuming. She'd been kissed by Jasper Sherwood!
On the lips!!!
Nina Donovan's face was a shifting mess of red and white, burning hot. Her emotions were in utter turmoil, and she felt an urge to punch someone.
That was her first kiss.
Gone. Just like that.
'Has the male lead lost his mind?'
She was the malicious female supporting character, the person the male lead in this book hated most. No exceptions.
She looked back and saw Jasper Sherwood dawdling, and snapped impatiently, "Hurry up!"
"Oh."
The night breeze ruffled Jasper Sherwood's bangs, revealing his smooth forehead. Under the white light of the hallway, his features stood out—red lips, white teeth, exceptionally handsome.
