Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 912 The High School Girlfriend

At exactly 5:15 pm, the dismissal bell rang throughout the school.

As soon as the first excited boy bolted out of the classroom and bounded across the playground like a wild horse, the teachers called it a day, feeling half-amused and half-exasperated. The quiet school instantly became lively and loud.

No matter the grade, the end of the school day was always the happiest moment for students.

At Capebatt High School, the buildings were separated by grade. The entire Harmony Building housed the sophomores, with twelve classes in total.

In Class 3, on the second floor, the scene was typical. Some students were packing their bags to head home, others were still taking notes, and a few were staying behind for their cleaning duties.

One exception was a girl in the fourth row and third seat from the back. She was fast asleep at her desk.

Her deskmate gave her a gentle nudge. "You fell asleep the second the teacher left. Emelie, why are you so tired? You should just go home and rest."

In a drowsy, muffled voice, the girl replied, "I stayed up late doing homework last night... I won't make it home. Just let me nap for ten more minutes..."

Her deskmate sighed and let her be. She grabbed her bag and left with the others.

However, outside in the hallway, a few students from other classes were peering through the windows. They pointed at Emelie while whispering among themselves.

"That's her, the one sleeping. She's Wesley's girlfriend," one student said.

"Seriously? They're together?" the student beside him exclaimed.

The first student replied, "Of course. Why else would Wesley come to pick her up every day? Just wait for a bit, and you'll see him."

"I never would've guessed. How did they end up together?" a curious student added.

One knowledgeable student explained, "Who knows? But Wesley is in the student council, and he was in charge of welcoming the sophomores. Emelie was the representative of the sophomores, giving the speech at the ceremony, so they must've met there.

"Later, both

them went to that math and science competition in the neighboring city. Maybe after a few encounters, they hit it off. I mean, Emelie's not only gorgeous but also brilliant. She even skipped a grade. Honestly, if I were Wesley, I'd like her too."

backgrounds really different?" the curious student

way too early to talk about that. They're not getting married yet," the

like William. But he's always so cold. I really don't want to," one

he'll like you back. Oh my gosh,

were gossiping about had walked

with a hint of youthful sharpness, already carried an air of cool indifference. His uniform a standard blue-and-white outfit looked crisp

"wealthy school" as most students came from affluent families. The halls were full of young heirs

miniature version of high society, William stood above the rest. With a backpack on his shoulder,

all the way from his building, which housed the

window of Class 3, his eyes

up on her desk, fast asleep. Her face was tucked into the crook of her arm. Only a small part of her face was visible, but even that was

Even from afar, one could imagine the

untouched by the blemishes typical of adolescence. She had small ears and long, brown hair. She was feeling warm, so a fine layer of sweat had gathered on her forehead, making her look both endearing

Fahrenheit. The school's air conditioning had long since been turned

lifted his gaze, briefly eyeing the

soft, soothing breeze. She lazily cracked her eyes open, spotting the classroom fan spinning.

idea when Wesley had arrived. Wesley bent down and leaned closer to her face. He was so near that

to face her. Then, he casually picked up one of her books. The faint rustle of pages caused Emelie's

you're tired, just keep sleeping.

going back

under her eyes, and his

when grade skipping was allowed,

frequently being selected for state competitions, leaving her constantly

awake, the world outside had already grown dark. Only the fluorescent lights in

saw Wesley

her arms. Her youthful features still hadn't fully matured, so

he muttered as he set the book aside. A large window beside them allowed the last glimmers of twilight to spill in, casting a soft glow on

Capebatt High School, two figures stood above the rest-Wesley and William. Their similar family backgrounds, striking looks, and commanding presence made them school legends. Both were

Wesley wasn't being distant. Whenever

hour after lunch at my

one of the school's board members. He had donated enough money for the school to construct a building. Thus, Wesley having

together in the