Let’s start all over again,shall we?

Let’s Star All Over Again, Shall We?

Chapter 384 Can’t We Be Friends?

Nathael stayed quiet, fixing up his wounds. Though young, he seemed tough and reserved, like a lone wolf.

Coming closer, Maggie offered, “Need a hand?”

Nathael turned away, puzzled by the girl’s sudden interest after watching from the sidelines.

Blinking, Maggie refrained from reaching out further. Instead, she sat in front of him and studied him closely.

His clothes seemed to be of high quality. It was a plain white shirt, but it was a bit chilly for this weather.

Plus, after the fight, his shirt was ripped and stained with mud and blood.

Maggie watched as he took off his shirt, feeling a bit surprised.

Despite their youth, they both understood the differences between genders. Moreover, he had a strong physique, youthful muscles, and smooth lines, showing off his youthful strength.

Examining his injuries, Maggie suddenly felt the sweetness of the candy in her mouth fade away.

He had some old scars on his back, looking fierce and intimidating. Along with the bruises and wounds from the recent fight, the small, dim room felt eerily cold.

Ignoring her, Nathael quietly tended to his wounds, but the direct stare from behind made him uneasy.

However, he didn’t have the energy to argue. He reassured himself that as long as she didn’t overstep, he could tolerate her for a bit.

Luckily, Maggie didn’t linger for long before leaving the storage room.

Nathael breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she probably found him boring. But he preferred being alone, finding solace in solitude.

Once Maggie left, she retrieved her stash of candies, bread, and cookies. She took out half and hurried. back to her bedroom.

“Does anyone have some rubbing alcohol and extra blankets? I’ll trade with them.”

The children, almost asleep, stared at what she held. Someone quickly replied, “I have disinfectant and some bandages lefil”

she hadn’t used them all after her last injury, she kept

to prevent wild behavior and frequent fights, there were punishments for going to the infirmary too

they got into an accident or a fight, one thing was clear: No one here was their parent.

most of the time, unless the injuries were severe, some children endured silently,

1/3

Jun C Dm

June

WE

and cookies for Niankers and medicine. It was

the children here

took our

boys dormitory to find familiar faces. She gave one of them candy a thicker new shirt and

borüber jacket. It wasn’t brand new and was donated be an adul albeigh in when wall in good condition. It

hurried back to the

shirt.

a bookshelf. His face was pale,

he frowned and turned ammurd with a defensive

girl returning while carrying blankets and various items,

gaze while wiftly

furrowed his brow asking “Why are you here

here, and your

vo

hun

Nathael carefully studied the girl in front of

skin. Even in this orphanage, she stood out, her

streaks on her cheeks, giving her a more

make a tus allowing tum

up for a lung. But star found that boy impressive unlike anyone rise ster had won the dephanage.

so

aur maybe she sought us another trend in

auriive, could hans what kandili

ale appeased in is ding well there were always people whoming against her, wanting

asutra ber

ELAP¥