Qin Ran was sitting on the toilet lid with her fingers around the black headphone cord.
The cubicle door was closed.
There was the sound of messy footsteps outside the door. Suddenly, a girl in a school uniform opened the door.
She was shocked.
She didn't expect a person to be sitting on the toilet lid. Her gaze was unrestrained, her expression icily arrogant, and she had her lips curled up heedlessly. Under the dim light from the small window in the cubicle, her face looked extremely delicate.
When she saw the door open, she raised an eyebrow at her, ostentatious and sharp.
"I'm… I'm sorry!" The girl's face was a little red. She closed the door and opened another cubicle.
The expression on Qin Ran's face didn't change.
