Mr.Andreas closed the pen and informed the students before calling them one by one to provide their test papers. "Whoever got below 60 should come to night study tomorrow."
Lisa and Larzhy were shocked and wailed in disappointment, and some of the students also chorused along with them to annoy Mr.Andreas.
"I have already gotten permission from the Principal. Get ready for tomorrow; good luck." He left the classroom without minding their fake sobbing.
At the time, Stark's work snatched Lisa's attention. Her eyes beamed with cheer, and the slightest smile peaked through her elegant, small lips. "Butterfly," She hoarsed in excitement.
The butterfly was one of her favourites, and the butterflies never failed to recognise her whenever she encountered places where butterflies roamed.
