“Close the window and help retrieve these papers,” Marcus directed. “The window’s broken and won’t close,” someone responded.

In the midst of the chaos, students rallied to retrieve the scattered documents and assist Kaya, whose lightweight papers were at the mercy of the wind.

Kaya approached Millie with a plea in her eyes.

“Millie, may I put my papers in your bag? My documents are so Light, and I fear they’ll be blown away again.”

Millie was momentarily taken aback by the request, her mind racing.

The contents of her bag were far from suitable for public display, especially during a classroom mishap. She couldn’t allow anyone else to see what was concealed within.

made up, Millie replied, “I’m sorry, Kaya, but I need to

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a plea

just a bag. Why are you being so stingy? Please, just let me

aware that Kaya

given that he had placed her at the back of the classroom during the previous

standing next to Millie, determined not to back down

interaction, Marcus stepped off the platform, his eyes

focused on the book in front of her. However, her senses heightened as Marcus approached and reached

had not anticipated

contents of the bag, his heart racing in response. He had sensed something was amiss with Millie’s bag when she stood at the door earlier,

as red as a ripe apple, he cleared his throat and returned the bag to her with a knowing look. In the midst of this exchange, his gaze

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