The sudden appearance of Hayes Edwards startled the boy, but he tried to keep his cool, saying, "Who are you? Can't you see we're talking?"
Hayes scoffed, resting his arm on the bike handlebar, "I'm her brother. Got a problem?"
The boy forced himself to stay calm, but his voice softened, "I never heard Grace had a brother!"
Hayes couldn't be bothered with such childish and arrogant boys, turning to look at Grace Winter, "Grace Winter, get on the bike."
Grace apologized to the boy, "I need to go home now. Thanks for your kindness, we're still classmates." Then she carefully held onto Hayes's waist and got on the back seat of the bike.
Hayes glanced at the boy who looked disappointed, stepped on the bike, and rode away.
It was only a few minutes' ride from the neighborhood gate to the base of the apartment building.
During those few minutes, Hayes asked, "Who was that boy just now?"
The wind was blowing at night, scattering and carrying voices back to the ears.
