Larzhy repulsively switched seats and rested her head on the table.
Kenyan stood and hurried out of the classroom, his eyes flinching to find the direction of where Stark went. He searched all over the floor for him but couldn't locate him. He stepped long on the upstairs once after searching the last floor, the 3rd floor.
At last, his fast-running foot sliding halted in front of the staircase, which was the last staircase to the rooftop. He was breathing heavily as if relaxing... only when his pessimistic glance spotted Stark sitting on the corner of the stairs, stretching his hand straight over his knee, overturning his head on the knee.
His slacking steps stretched out to Stark, and he sat next to him, planting two feet at the equal stairs where Stark's long leg was. Two of them were identical in height but different in attitude.
