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Ch: 2 ||• Mash, y/n and Lemon •|| ✴️❇️✴️
' Where is lance? ', you halted few steps away from crowds after noticing no sign of him, ' I swear if he make me stand here alone like a loner. I'll slap h--'.
" I can tell you're cursing me into your head just by your look ", lance's voice echoed.
You turned your head to look at Lance. He was leaning against the tree, arms crossed over his chest.
" It's good that you're aware of your worth", You teased him with a smirk, " Who are you posing for? There is no way any decent girl would even spare you a glance ".
Lance chuckled softly as he approached you. He dropped his arm on your shoulder and looked at you with a teasing smirk, " But you're doing that. So I was right that you're a wicked one ".
You smirked, locking eye contact with him. "Why you look so excited? Are you that eager to study with me?"
Lance softly chuckled, using his free hand to pat your head, " You can't even imagine how much ".
You were about to give him a reply but the loud sounds of someone pumping iron grabbed your attention. You turned your head to look at the source of the voice. Only to see that it was Mash who was pumping iron at incredible speed. Seeing him here, some doubt arose in your mind. 'Why he's here? When he can't use magic? If bureau found out---.'
