"Just drink it!" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Is there poison in this?" He avoided my gaze, making me narrow my eyes in suspicion. "Hey! This is not a joke! Keon! I know I'm stronger than you, smarter even, but you don't need to go as far as poisoning me—"
Before I could finish, Keanu downed it in one gulp. Both Keon and I froze. Keon let out a startled shout, while Keanu blinked in surprise—then, as if reality hit him, slapped Keon.
"Why did you drink that?" Keon exclaimed in frustration, snatching the glass from him. "Idiot! That wasn't for you!"
"K-Keanu… are you okay?" I asked, my voice shaky. Keon grabbed my arm, trying to pull me away. "What did you even put in that water?"
Keon's cheeks turned red, and he lowered his head, prompting me to squint at him. "It… it was supposed to make you like me…" he mumbled.
