She has always had a suspicion that the boy was on a secret mission In addition She had a presentiment because of their heated arguments and how they could never nod in assent And how he was never quiet and just so defiant
The uncertainty she felt whenever he watched her as she persistently walked down the halls Or when she sluggishly sat in class and as he stared at her lovingly it made her feel uneasy When she turns to look at him disgusted she sees just how flustered he look
All these suspicions it was like a six sense but she could never suspect or come to accept the event of him loving her