Cammy's heart thundered like a war drum.
But on the outside? Stone cold. Unbothered. Perfectly still—except for the twitch in her eye every time he moved.
Ever since the final match of the academy tournament, something had shifted.
Adrian, the classroom delinquent who once got caught trying to snap a photo under a girl's skirt ("For educational purposes," he claimed), wasn't just an annoying perv anymore.
Now annoyingly, he seemed… kind of cool.
So cool, in fact, that she'd started doing the dumbest things. Like buying cute new panties and sitting a little funny whenever he walked by, just hoping he'd steal a peek like he did with the other girls. She began sitting just in the right angle, hips tilted and legs parted, whenever he passed by.
She'd even tried dropping her pen—twice.
But he never looked or peaked.
Not once.
Am I not attractive enough?
