The fact that Parker hated me wouldn’t change because of changing schools.
He even became more excessive.
But the more I avoided him, the more excited he got.
This day was no exception.
The basketball court was on the way to the cafeteria.
Again, a bunch of girls were cheering for Parker.
I heard the sound of the ball hitting the ground and raised my foot to protect my head, wanting to run.
But it was too late.
“Bang-”
The expected pain didn’t come.
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I turned my head and was stunned.
I saw Luke rush over from somewhere, using his body to block me, letting the basketball hit his shoulder blade.
And the ball fell to the ground.
Parker ran over in two or three steps and said coldly:
“Luke, are you sick?”
