Can’t Win Me Back

"You—" Amber glared at him in embarrassment. Her eyes were dewy and sparkling.

Axel tilted his head with a roguish smile. He tapped his lips to remind her.

Suddenly, he frowned and spun around. A group of smiling kids had gathered by the backdoor of the classroom to watch the unfold. Their cute

heads peeked out of the door, one on top of another, which was rather hilarious to see.

They would have made a fuss if they could speak.

"You rascal!" Amber's face reddened. She shoved him away before fleeing and herding the kids back into the classroom.

Her scolding sounded flirtatious to Axel. His smile deepened when he relished her remark.

Amber returned to the podium after soothing the children. When she looked up, she found Axel shamelessly sitting in a chair by an unoccupied table

in the last row. He folded his arms and rested them on the table, blinking obediently like he, too, was a student.

a few

holding a gift from Amber. Axel was

palm, he

went up to him, holding her breath and

at him, he extended an arm and unfurled his palms. Then, he said pleadingly, "Ms. Altman, where's my

you," she replied, her lashes

Altman, that's unfair." He looked so

retrieved a bunny keychain

one."

eyes shifted between the bunny keychain and Amber—she resembled

hand when he did not accept the keychain immediately. She mumbled, "Right. I'm sure you

good stuff. You wouldn't want something like a bunny

and held it tightly. She sweated from her fingertips, and her ears turned red. She watched as he

out

because you left one for me." He held the

"Thank you, Ms. Altman!"

to do later. | have no tto fool around with you. Go home." With that, she lowered her gaze and

he called out to her, "Ms. Altman, you're good at sign language.

around to