Lecture was a tedious process for many of them with the monotonous
voice lulling them to sleep.
Ryou hummed a simple melody trying to avoid the teacher’s
spell.
Hearing the chalk fall, the class suddenly awoke.
The clock as its natural enemy to students ticked slowly.
Ryou looked over to his right and noticed the black-haired
woman.
His chest was constricted by the aura of her.
His attention turned toward her and then snapped back to
reality.
A paper slid under his notebook and he opened it.
I’m interested in you.
Ryou wondered who could it be and looked to his right to the
empty seat.
He shook off the idea and saw the clock past the top of the
hour.
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