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."

family backgrounds really different?" the curious

it's way too early to talk about that. They're

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

he'll like you back. Oh my gosh, it's William!

they were gossiping about had walked right

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

came from affluent families. The halls were full

William stood above the rest. With a

why he had wandered all the way from his building, which housed the seniors, to Harmony Building, which housed the sophomores. After all, no one dared to

by 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 enough

from afar, one

long, brown hair. She was feeling warm, so a

already autumn, the temperature hovering around 50 degrees Fahrenheit. The school's air conditioning had

eyeing the large ceiling

soft, soothing breeze. She lazily cracked her eyes open, spotting the classroom fan spinning. Her eyelids fluttered once more before drifting

Wesley had arrived. Wesley bent down and leaned closer to her face. He was so near that he could see the soft, fine hairs on her cheeks. However, Emelie showed no sign of waking. small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, but

and swiveled the chair to face her. Then, he casually picked up one of her books. The faint rustle of pages

keep sleeping. When you

Emelie murmured before going back to sleep

faint dark circles under her eyes, and his

Back when grade skipping was allowed, she went from eighth grade to being a sophomore after passing the

advanced, the academic pressure of high school hit her hard. She also had dance classes and was frequently being selected for state competitions,

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

and saw Wesley sitting across

features still hadn't fully matured, so her face

he set the book aside. A large window beside them allowed the last glimmers of twilight

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

wasn't being distant. Whenever he spoke to Emelie,

nap for half an hour after lunch

donated enough money for the school to construct a building. Thus, Wesley having his own

in

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