"Hurry up, and let's go! It's time for our lesson. We'd be punished if the Dean catches us here!"

As the bell rang again, the loitering students reluctantly left Class A.

Lynette Batton stared at Leon Batton with a strange look in her eyes. She wanted to lean forward to find out what happened, but she couldn't risk disrupting the lesson when the bell had already rung. So, she sent Leon a text message.

"Why do you keep staring at the toast and smiling down at it, Leon?"

Feeling his phone vibrate from an incoming notification, he glimpsed at the screen and read her message. He merely cocked an eyebrow after turning around to look at her wordlessly.

Lynette began spamming him with even more text messages when she realized that he wasn't going to reply.

"Leon, hurry up and tell me, please?"

"Did that girl from before give you the toast?"

"I might be able to help you if you can share what happened."

His phone kept vibrating, and he couldn't ignore it. He had no choice but to open and read each message as it came.

sent him over twenty text messages. He had to type a brief reply as he worried that she would start

back to the slice of toast in front of him, his lips curving into a smile without him realizing

up as it would seem. There was still

lit up when she

things weren't as simple as they appeared. Leon and the

like me to find out more about that girl?"

after that, Leon read her message

your own

should develop naturally and never

why would they

fine. I'll stop," Lynette

in the classroom. The last lesson

A arrived at the basketball court, where Class C students were

two classes occupied half of

one on each

began carrying out simple warm-up exercises under the guidance of their

unique presence that made

to die. I wish

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