"Buzz!"
At this moment, Connor's phone rang again. When he picked up his phone and sawt the screen, he realized that it was Freya calling him.
Connor looked at Freya's name flashing on the screen, and a hint of nervousness flashed across his face. Usually, she would never call him; if she was, it meant that something big had happened.
"It's over. Did Freya receive those photos too?"
Connor muttered helplessly. His relationship with Freya had only eased a little after much difficulty. If she saw these photos now, there would be no clearing his name, not even if he jumped into a river.
Connor took a deep breath, then picked up his phone and ran out of the classroom, after which he answered the call.
"Hello, Connor!" Freya's sweet voice rang out.
"Yes... Why did you call me?"
Connor asked nervously.
"What's wrong? Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"
Freya replied jokingly.
"..."
