"T-T-This guy!? Wait, you look familiar!" the Dean Master stared at Lawrend in disbelief.
Somehow, he could remember seeing him somewhere.
"It hasn't been a month, Dean Master. Thank you for standing up for me when I was treated in injustice," Lawrend said to him with a respectful bow.
"Holy sh*t! Aren't you that guy?? Aren't you a First-Year!?"
The Dean Master shivered as he looked at Lawrend. It was so unbelievable that his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
"Hahahaha. A few minutes ago," Lawrend laughed lightly.
"..."
The Dean Master opened and closed his mouth repeatedly. He was speechless at his words.
"Anyways, is there anything I have to do, sir Purple Thunder?" Lawrend asked.
"Hmmm… Nothing. You can go home for now. It'd be awkward to introduce you to class at this time," Verkoli replied after much thought.
"Alright. Thanks," Lawrend replied before he turned around to leave.
