Unfortunately, this time, I didn't want to engage with him.
Daniel, objectively speaking, was quite good-looking.
With a small head and broad shoulders, he exuded a refreshing, youthful vibe, looking no different from a college student when dressed casually.
Today, in his casual attire, he was immediately surrounded by students as soon as he stepped out of the car.
I followed behind them, observing their lively conversations.
Somehow, following him had become a habit for me, with Barbara naturally becoming the one standing by his side.
Just like now, they naturally took seats side by side, leaving me as the odd one out due to limited seating arrangements.
As everyone settled down, I stood awkwardly on the side, feeling out of place.
"Mr. Moore, is this your new student? Do we have another fellow student joining our group?" one of Daniel's students asked.
Realizing my predicament, he offered me an extra seat.
Finally, I took a seat.
"This is your teacher's wife. You rascal..."
Logan's words silenced the room.
A girl whispered, "Oh, I thought it was Ms. Lane. There was only one room left at the hotel, and they stayed together."