Lim tried to ignore his pestering as she walked towards the next building over. But on and on he went, trying to get her attention, to apologize. What did he have to apologize for? For beating her in something he was already proficient in? But the more he spoke, the more it grated on her nerves. Why wouldn’t he just shut up!<br/><br/>“Look!” Lim just came to a dead stop and whirled around to look up at him, her brows furrowed and her jaw tense. “First off, I’m not a “dude” or a “man,” so please, for the love of Zeus, stop. Secondly, nothing...alright nothing is wrong.” She ran a hand through her hair and looked away again, sighing in her frustrations. “I just...have a lot on my mind and I’m trying to process it all. Okay? It’s....it’s nothing to do with you, okay.” That was a blatant lie. It has everything to do with him, but she wasn’t about to admit that. What she was trying to process was why her body reacted the way it had. His previous thought of her being a virgin was wrong, but something about the way he...asserted himself over her during class, his whispers of dominance, did something to her that made it feel like she had no idea what she was doing and only he could guide her, help her, make her feel things she never knew existed.<br/><br/>Again she sighed, but this time to calm herself down, feeling awful for snapping. He wasn’t being rude, or vulgar. For once in her short time with him, he was actually being a proper gentleman, albeit one a bit rough around the edges. Her eyes lifted back to meet his again with an apologetic stare, “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I just...I’m going to get some ice cream. You’re welcome to come with, but...ya know, no pressure.” She shrugged, her usual fire having been dimmed a bit as she made the offer.