The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Melody felt a little awkward as she recalled Lucas' curt words to Sherman. The inferiority that she felt around Sherman during high school only intensified.

"Why are you alone? Where's Lucas?" Sherman was a little surprised to see Melody by herself, but his graceful smile quickly returned.

Melody reciprocated with a smile and said, "Lucas is chatting with a friend, so I decided to go for a walk on my own."

"A friend... Are you referring to Stella?" Sherman asked pensively.

Melody's expression soured at the mention of Stella's name. It seemed all too clear that Stella was indeed Lucas' childhood sweetheart. Otherwise, those around him—say, his cousin Sherman-would not have made the association that it was Stella right off the bat.

"You met her already, I take it?" Sherman went forward. "She's a celebrity with plenty of fans."

"I have. She's beautiful, but I didn't recognize her at first glance because I

even when you were in high school. Other girls crushed on celebrities, but you didn't seem interested at all. You're still the same even after all

loner in senior high

I didn't have time for all that," she replied with a smile and omitted any mention of the stress she had to face. It was not like she ever had a good time, anyway. "Then..." Sherman hesitated before finally asking his question. "Then how did you

Lucas were miles apart from each other in terms of personality and social status. Anyone

in a bitter-tinged voice. "But it's not made public yet, so please don't go around telling anyone about

sadness flitted across Sherman's eyes, and he mustered a wry smile. "Of course,"

the finish line. Catching up to Lucas was not going to

a message from Lucas. [Stella's drunk. I'm sending