Apart from those three troublemakers, naturally no one else in the class wanted to leave. Each student hung their head in fear.
No one expected that the handso teacher could be so terrifying when angry, resembling the Hell King with a face ashen gray, making everyone’s heart race with anxiety.
"Teacher," Willow Grant spoke up, "please continue with the class. Those three don’t want to listen, but we do."
Other students chid in, "Yes, teacher, you only explained half of the new formula..."
Mio Osborne told himself not to let dissatisfaction with those three delay the ti for others. He took a deep breath, trying hard to forget what just happened, and turned back to continue explaining on the blackboard.
"This formula involves a new concept..."
Willow Grant inexplicably felt a bit happy under the lectern.
Sumr Monroe’s attitude towards studying was like that, and yet she still considered Sumr a threat. It was truly laughable.
It would be better if every day they skipped class like this.
Outside the classroom.
Sumr Monroe headed straight for the dormitory building.
Just as she exited the teaching area, a voice called out, "Hey!"
Sumr instinctively turned around and saw Ronan Kingston with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with an intrigued expression.
Because of Julian Kingston, Sumr felt a sense of familiarity with Ronan, like seeing her own younger brother.
She tugged at her lips and asked, "What’s up, little brother?"
"Little brother?" Ronan frowned, not entirely pleased with the title.
Sumr chuckled, "You’re younger than , of course I call you little brother. What else would I call you?"
Ronan stepped forward and asked, "How do you know you’re older than ?"
Sumr straightforwardly revealed her age: "I’m twenty-five, and you?"
Ronan was at a loss—he was twenty-one...
Indeed, he was the younger one.
But Sumr’s face didn’t look much older than his, especially considering her height... Though she was tall for a girl, he stood at a full 1.85 ters.
Ronan thought for a mont, and said, "Since we’re classmates, just call by my na. I’m Ronan Kingston."
"Sumr Monroe. The ’Sumr’ from the season, the ’Monroe’ from admiration."
"Oh," Ronan nodded and asked, "Where are you heading?"
Sumr was about to say she was heading back to the dorm to sleep when she saw a figure running past not far away.
As the figure got closer, Sumr recognized it was Finn Ford.
Finn had a sharply defined face, but due to years of working out, he was quite muscular, giving him a robust appearance.
He panted and grabbed Ronan, asking, "Why didn’t you wait for ?"
Just after asking, Finn noticed Sumr standing across from them, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Hey gorgeous, you’re here too?"
Sumr nodded in acknowledgnt.
Finn then turned back to Ronan and said, "Just now, I logged into the ga via the mobile client and found that the guy ranked third on the leaderboard said in the ga forum that he wants to snipe us! His words were so arrogant... It pissed off! Let’s go to the internet cafe outside and counter-snipe them!"
Finn was genuinely upset, his whole face flushed red.
Ronan, with nothing better to do and unable to return to the Kingston Family, nodded in agreent, "Alright."
At this point, Sumr curiously asked, "What ga are you playing?"
Finn replied, "A shooting ga we guys play—Battlegrounds."
Sumr raised an eyebrow. Wasn’t this the ga designed by her friends abroad? She even helped resolve several bugs during the ga’s beta testing.
Sumr thought about it, realized going back to the dorm would be boring, and simply asked, "Can I go to the internet cafe with you guys?"
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