"The girl from before, is she a transfer student?"
"Ye... Yeah, I think so?" The boy wasn't quite sure, after all, there was a whole building of second-year students between seniors and freshmen, so news didn't travel that fast.
If they hadn't followed Jimmy Simmons here to settle a score today, they wouldn't have come to the senior side.
Jimmy Simmons glanced at him and commanded, "Go check it out."
The boy didn't dare to be sloppy and immediately nodded, "Right away."
When Oscar Evans led Hannah to class, everyone had just quieted down. Seeing the new face behind the homeroom teacher, dozens of pairs of eyes turned to look simultaneously.
Her beauty was instantly stunning.
Smooth black hair, neat school uniform, clutching newly issued textbooks in her arms, with smiling crescents under her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved gently. She looked very well-behaved.
