"Mr. Moore, what's wrong?"
In the office, a young female teacher came out and saw Sky Moore leaning against the wall. She came over with a smile and asked, "Are you not used to teaching? It's your first day, would you like me to show you around the campus?"
Her tone was familiar and her smile bright. Sky Moore glanced at her, straightened up, and took a sip of coffee.
"No need." His eyes held a hint of coolness, and his tone was unfeeling, "I'm quite accustomed to it."
The female teacher was slightly stunned by his manner.
This new male colleague caught her eye right away; she liked his appearance and demeanor, so she intentionally came over to greet him and see if there was a chance for something more.
But she hadn't expected Sky Moore to be so aloof.
He seemed to be upset about something.
Under the sunlight, his delicate face looked somewhat gloomy, and his deep eyes were veiled in mist, making it hard to guess his thoughts.
