For someone so young, he sure was cool and distant. It seemed unlikely he'd ask me for help with his studies anytime soon.
"I heard you want to apply to Arabelle University. I graduated from there. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
"Hmm," his tone was strange.
His mocking tone made me a bit self-conscious. But then I thought, "I'm at least four or five years older than him.
This kid has no manners!"
"I don't even know your name," Vin said.
"My name is Angie Grant." After introducing myself, I realized a senior-year student had completely led me.
His aura was too strong.
"Alright, it's almost eight. Finish your meal and then get back to your homework. If you have any questions, just ask me. Do you have Twitter? Let's add each other."
Vin stared at me silently, which made my scalp tingle a bit.
Then I suddenly remembered, senior year students usually prefer WhatsApp.
Maybe he hadn't signed up for Twitter.
So I wrote down my WhatsApp ID for him. I saw him to the door, and shut it without hesitation.
I hadn't even made it to the couch to rest when my phone buzzed. Vin had already added me on WhatsApp.
I was still thinking of what to say when a message popped up.