Xiao Zhihao, who was somehow saved from a pummeling, felt rather confused by the turn of events.
"Zhihao!" Quinn came running toward her. While on the way to class earlier, she heard from someone that "the kid who received the award yesterday" was in trouble, and so she came immediately.
When she arrived, however, Quinn only saw a thin crowd and Xiao Zhihao was walking in the hallway with a rather confused expression.
"Oh, it's you," Zhihao said when he saw who it was. Quinn had been in his class for the last few days, and since he wasn't feeling really sociable previously, he had been defeating all her attempts to converse with him.
"It's not you; it's Quinn!" Quinn said with a pout. As they walked toward their class, she asked, "Is everything alright? You didn't get hit, did you? You don't look like you got injured."
Xiao Zhihao shook his head. "Nothing. I'm fine."
