As for the library invitation over the weekend, Hannah naturally accepted it.
The end of the academic building is where water is fetched, situated exactly between the male and female restrooms. Since it was during a major break, there was quite a line for water.
But they weren't in a hurry.
While queuing, Hannah curiously asked about the seating arrangements in the class.
Tessa Thompson was the most authoritative on this subject.
"Of course, it's because the big shot doesn't want to sit with ordinary people like us," someone joked half-seriously.
Hannah, confused, asked, "Big shot... who's that?"
Tessa Thompson chuckled, placing her hand on Hannah's shoulder and lowering her voice, "It's Arnold Simmons, the boy sitting behind us. Hannah, don't be fooled by his looks; he is quite strange, never really interacts with others, always submits blank papers for tests, and frequently has injuries..."
