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?"

it's way too early to talk about that. They're not getting married

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

because you like him, he'll like you back. Oh my gosh,

realized the very person they were

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

was often referred to as a "wealthy school" as most students came from affluent families. The halls were full of

from his building, which housed the seniors, to

passed by the window of Class 3, his eyes flicked over, perhaps deliberately,

girl was curled 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

from afar, one could imagine the delicate fragrance that seemed to surround

ears and long, brown hair. She was feeling warm, so a fine

Fahrenheit. The school's air conditioning had

briefly eyeing the large

cracked her eyes open, spotting the classroom fan spinning. Her eyelids fluttered once more

He was so near that he could see the soft, fine hairs on her

chair to face her. Then, he casually

and spoke softly. "If you're tired, just keep

going back to

faint dark circles under

skipping was allowed, she went from eighth grade

was frequently being selected for state competitions, leaving her constantly short on time.

outside had already grown dark. Only the fluorescent lights in the classroom

her head and saw Wesley sitting across

Her youthful features still hadn't fully matured, so her face was chubby and her

A large window beside them allowed the

William. Their similar family backgrounds, striking

being distant.

after lunch at my place, but you didn't,"

of the school's board members. He had donated enough money for the school to construct a

ate lunch together in

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