H : Is that him? The one who was waiting for you at the gate this morning, grinning when he saw your face?
M : Yes, why? And anyway, he’s just like that. He’s always smiling.
H : Shit man, he likes you.
M : Of course not. Why would you say that? He has a girlfriend you know.
H : In here? Or back at home?
M : Back at home.
H : See? Long distance relationship is just not working. That’s why.
M : No, we’re friends. Best friends.
H : There’s no such things. Look, I dont know how it works in your country, but in here, when a boy always tries to help and protect you, he definitely likes you.
M : No. We’re just friends. That’s it.
H : When I want to learn about that kind of friendship, I’ll go to your country, yeah?
M : Shut up. It’s true we’re friends. It’s genuine. Not every guy wants to bang every girl they meet you know.
H : Well, at least for me.
M : And the good thing is he’s not youuu.
H : I tell you what, boys won’t be friends with you if they’re not interested with you in the first place.
I care less about him cause I can assure that we’re just friends. I’m just curious to know of how you think of me now.
And then he flashed a smile at me, shook his head, left me speechless.