"Huh?" Tom spat out the gum and grinned evilly. "Yes, this is a good idea!"
He must ruin that girl!
Walking into the classroom, Tom went straight to Claire.
Claire was bending over the desk and sleeping with a hat covering her face.
Tom knocked on the desk.
Hearing the sound, Claire raised her head.
Seeing her cold eyes, Tom couldn't help feeling a chill go down his spine.
He coughed dryly. "Well… Claire, are you sleeping?"
Claire pulled out the earphones, her voice hoarse from sleep. "What's up?"
Tom sat down on the desk, tilted his body, and smiled wickedly. "I want to apologize to you for what happened last time."
"Last time?" Claire frowned. "What was it?"
Tom's smile froze. "You… don't remember it? Then, do you know me?!"
Claire stared at him, narrowed her eyes, and replied. "No."
"…"
Tom was completely stunned, his dumbfounded expression particularly funny.
