“Okay.” She stopped. Her finger started to point, but she turned until it was aiming at the building right behind us. “This is your stop.” “Really?” “Yep.” She checked once more. “Ives. That’s what my map says, so this is it unless there are two Ives buildings.” I was about to say good-bye and head inside when Park Sebastian stepped in front of me, blocking me. A smug smirk was on his face beneath his black sunglasses. His gelled hair was combed to the side. As he stood there, holding a book and a couple of notebooks in his hand, he looked like he stepped right from a college magazine shoot.
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