Dining with Disdain

Just as I was about to walk past him, he called out to me. "Serena, are you free later? How about grabbing a meal together?"

I turned back and looked at him deeply. He met my gaze with the same intensity.

He probably thought my gaze mirrored his, filled with longing that couldn't be unraveled. In reality, I was just wondering how to get rid of him. I smiled and asked, "Is it necessary?"

"Of course