Finley Sutherland pressed his lips together, his crisp white school uniform shirt making him look handsome and aloof, his brows and eyes picturesque. In contrast to Iris Seys's furious demeanor, the indifferent Finley seemed like a noble young lord watching Iris perform all by herself, while Iris finished yelling, he brought the ice cream in his hand closer to his lips.
"..."
This bastard Finley has been keen on snatching her snacks since childhood, especially ice cream!
Finley isn't poor, so why does he keep taking hers? Isn't this obviously targeting her?
Iris glared at Finley, "You really don't mind? I've bitten it! There's spit on it!"
"Iris, could you be any more disgusting?" Finley's gaze towards Iris was slightly cold.
"The point is, you don't mind how gross it is!" Iris scoffed.
Not bothering with Finley any longer, Iris huffed and turned to leave.
"You're not going to take your ice cream?" Finley asked casually.
Iris stopped, her expression proud, "Bring it here!"
