Chapter 169

Back in the day, Sophia was in the same grade as everyone else but looked way younger and greener than her peers.

She was the new kid on the block, transferring in mid-term, and all the front-row seats were already taken.

The only vacancy left was next to Brandon, the tall dude chilling solo in the back

row.

Brandon was a skyscraper of a guy who wasn't exactly Mr. Sociable, so he'd voluntarily claimed the last row corner spot as his own little island.

When Sophia showed up and there were zero extra seats in class, the teacher had no choice but to park her next to him.

But since Brandon was ace at academics and the teacher knew his lone wolf vibe, they were careful to consider his feelings. After Sophia's brief intro, the teacher scoped out the room, saw the only empty seat was by Brandon, and politely threw him the question. "Brandon, mind if Sophia sits next to you?"

moment the teacher finished, the class went nuts, everyone craning their necks to get a look at Brandon and then sneak a

a glance at Sophia at the

had her feeling all kinds of awkward, with a side of jittery when she

right through her jitters-probably had him pegged for the kind of bully who preyed on

up-tall guy, back row hermit, teacher sweet-talking him, class in an uproar-it sure painted

being disturbed, but with no other seats up for grabs, it's not like he could have her standing at the door

this nod would bring a whole heap of trouble for Sophia. His

openly, so they all sneakily sized up Sophia, as if trying to spot the reason he didn't put

more on edge. When she finally took the seat next to him,

accidentally bumped his elbow sitting down, her flustered and anxious apology, the "sorry" filled with caution and regret. Her big

bother to shatter her little theory-no need, no

her string of sorries, he just coolly said, "No worries," which clearly eased Sophia's mind a bit, the nervy look

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