The cold dialing tone of the phone rang until it turned into a busy tone and hung up automatically, with no one answering.

I was walking absentmindedly while holding the paint, my hand firmly holding my phone. I was waiting for Colin to call me back.

According to his habit, he would definitely call back within five minutes after missing my call, even when he was busy.

But today, after ten whole minutes passed, my phone was still quiet. In the chat box pinned at the top of WhatsApp, the last message from him was from yesterday afternoon. He had asked me if I wanted to eat some fruit.

Suddenly, I had an unprecedented sense of unease.

Even when I entered Crystal House, I was still thinking about that tall figure, wondering if he was Colin. If he was, where was he now, and why hadn't he returned my call!

With something on my mind, I couldn't focus even after sitting in front of my canvas for a while. Not wanting to ruin the painting, I put down the brush and decided to go to Colin's office.

on his desk. Or maybe he wasn't there, but someone knew where

the footsteps outside. So, I collided with Ivy Ford, a sophomore, as she came

petite and delicate. So when I bumped into her, she was pushed back and fell to the ground. The things she was holding wen flying all over the

are you in such a rush?" Ivy pouted her

only

by Professor King. The old man once told me that Ivy's painting style

belongs to FindNovel.net S

took her own initiative to introduce herself to me even before the professor had said anything, acting close to me. I tried to stop her several times

I had wanted

to me. But then

et

were many talented individuals in the world of art. If Pasked, it would make me seem petty and narrow-minded. Besides, I should be proud

belongs to FindNovel.net

such a young

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