The place was crawling with spoilt rich kids, so the class that was supposed to start at 9:00 a.m. had started around 9:25.
Even Xuan had been a little late, but as she entered the class, she had been dumbfounded to see no one there but the teacher.
The teacher was clearly not expecting a student, he was sitting on one of the student benches, his feet up on the table. Seeing Xuan, the teacher hurriedly stood up and said, "Oh.....Come on in. Sit down anywhere you like. You don't mind if we wait for some time before starting the class, ehh? We cannot start only with one student after all."
Ying Xuan had her pick, so she had chosen a corner bench at the very back of the classroom, by the window.
Ying Xuan checked her watch and saw that it was around 9:50. "Hmm....why even bother coming? Just who is this cocky kid?" She barely had time to finish her thought when the very late person came into view.
Ying Xuan's face twisted with dislike. It was the cocky boy that had ruined her shirt yesterday. The boy came in, wearing a black tank t-shirt and ripped jeans, running his hand through his long black hair, which were not tied up today.
The boy came in and said, "Sorry I'm late. Something came up. Hope you don't mind."
Though he said that, the boy did not look even the least bit sorry.
Ying Xuan scoffed as the teacher gave a forced smile and said, "Young master Wei, you're in this class too? Good. That's good. Of course I don't mind one bit. Take a seat. We were just beginning."
Ying Xuan rolled her eyes as she turned her head to look out the window. She couldn't care less about this arrogant young master, or the teacher's sucking up to him.
Soon after Ying Xuan heard a voice, "Is this seat taken?"
Ying Xuan turned her head and was horrified to see the boy standing beside her seat. She did not want to sit with him. She would rather jump out of the window than sit with him. "Wait, what kind of a self-destructive thought is that? And when did I come to hate this boy so much?" Ying Xuan was surprised at her own thoughts.
Seeing that she did not answer, the boy slipped into the seat next to her. Ying Xuan glared at the boy and was thinking of making a scene when the teacher said, "Great. Now that everyone has settled down, let's resume where we left off."
Ying Xuan sighed as she internally consoled herself, "Just a little over half an hour. You can get through this." She pulled her book in front of her and focused her attention on it.
The boy beside her said, "Hey, do you mind sharing your book with me? I seemed to have forgotten mine."
Ying Xuan gave no response. She was determined to ignore this boy till the end of the class. But what he did next horrified Xuan.
The boy slid in his seat towards Xuan so that he and Xuan were almost touching. He then pulled Xuan's book a little to himself and sat looking at the teacher.
Ying Xuan looked at his face and was so angry seeing the smug look on his face that she wanted to strangle him to death.