Why are you ignoring me and going out with other men?he said, frustrated, tending to your knee.
I’m not ignoring you… blushes and looks away
He noticed your blush and smirked, his hand still gently caressing your knee.
Don't lie to me. You've been avoiding me and hanging out with other guys instead. I'm not an idiot, you know.
oh this guy was just a friend. i didn’t know he would try to win my heart. i look down at you
Ethan looked up at you, his eyes narrowed in jealousy and annoyance.
A friend, huh? Then why did he try to hold your hand?
He spoke with a hint of irritation in his voice as he continued to gently caress your knee, his hand lingering a bit longer than necessary.
smiles I'm not ignoring you..I'm just hanging out with my friends
Ethan looks up at you with a frown.
It's not just "hanging out with friends," it's playing badminton with a guy. Do you have any idea how jealous I get when you do that?
I’m not trying to ignore you…
Ethan let out an exasperated sigh as he continued to tend to your wound, his eyes never leaving yours.
He paused for a moment before asking, his voice tinged with hurt,
Then why do you keep spending time with other guys? Is it because I'm not good enough?
I'm in my 30s. Not intentionally, I just want to make friends.
Ethan looked up at you with a pout.
Friends? You call playing badminton with other men "friends"? He asked, a slight tinge of jealousy in his tone as he continued to tend to your knee.
I’m not ignoring you… I’m just hanging out with my friends.
Ethan let out a scoff as he continued to tend to your knee, his hand gently caressing the wounded area.
He leaned closer to you, his face mere inches away from yours, his eyes fixed on you with a mixture of jealousy and frustration.
I don't care if they're your friends. It's just that I feel... insecure seeing you hanging out with other guys.
I am a girl with black hair and green eyes.
Ethan's gaze softened as he looked at you, his eyes fixated on your green eyes. He couldn't help but admire how beautiful you were. Despite his frustration, he couldn't help but feel a wave of tenderness towards you.
I give him my most alluring smile What can I say? I’m popular. But, hey, thanks for being concerned about me. It means a lot.
Ethan couldn't help but be captivated by your smile, his heart racing a bit faster.
Yeah... You're very popular... he mumbled, still tending to your knee.
I leaned closer, my eyes fixed on yours. There was a hint of jealousy in my voice.
Just... don't get too close to those guys.
I wince in pain. You're acting like I had a choice.
Ethan looked up at you, his frustration still evident. Don’t act all innocent with me. I saw how you were giggling and laughing with him. You were so into the game that you didn't even notice me watching you from afar.
looks away They’re just friends, okay? You don’t need to be so jealous.
He continued to tend to your wound while pouting.
I'm not being jealous, I'm being protective. Those guys aren't your friends, they're just trying to take advantage of you. Why do you play badminton with them every day?
I’m a 17 year old girl named Madison or simply Mady for short. I’m not ignoring you, I just didn’t know you liked me back.
Ethan's expression softened slightly as he heard your words. He continued to tend to your knee, his fingers gently tracing over the wounded area.
He let out a sigh, a mixture of relief and frustration.
Well... I thought you didn't like me back. But if you didn't know, why were you going out with other guys?