It was Glenn Hutchinson.
The setting sun cast its afterglow on him from the side, accentuating his deep features and making his tall figure appear even more distinguished.
Among the passing students, it was inevitable that some would turn to look, with quite a few girls gathering around, whispering about him with hearts in their eyes.
Flossie Wright halted her steps.
She raised her eyes and looked at Glenn Hutchinson ahead, just in time to meet his gaze.
With a slight frown, Flossie quickly noticed Glenn's gaze shifting away.
He didn't stop at them.
As he gradually approached, his figure became clearer, but he showed no intention of stopping, walking past Flossie without even glancing sideways.
From start to finish, it was only a single moment of eye contact.
Feeling the cold breeze by her ear, Flossie looked up nonchalantly, then put her hands in her pockets and casually walked forward.
Perry Reed stopped in his tracks.
