Ryan Crawford took large strides toward Iris Dalton. His obsidian eyes swept over the people beside her, then promptly ignored them, his gaze finally settling on the young girl before him.
His eyes were warm and focused, as if she were the only person left in the world. Or perhaps, she was his entire world.
The ignored Iris Thorne was speechless, feeling heartbroken that the handsome guy wouldn't even glance her way.
She pursed her lips, her eyes darting around as she curiously sized up Ryan. She wanted to ask her good friend who this handsome guy was.
At this moment, the man spoke up, addressing the man with peach-blossom eyes standing beside him. "Escort these two girls safely back to school."
Iris Thorne, who had just taken out her phone to add him as a friend, froze.
Rhys Crawford nodded. Looking lazy and completely unserious, he casually spun his phone in his hand. "Let's go, ladies, I'll walk you back."
