After a long imagination, their heads turned toward each other in slow motion, their bleak eyes staring at each other miserably.
"Can we jump to another school?" Lisa made a crying face without tears.
"Can we?" Xiye's eyebrows were raised with a lot of expectation.
Eron's confused, weird face watched their conversation as his face was visible between their miserable looks.
Suddenly, Xiye lowered her eyebrow with wrinkled eyes, like she realized something. "Are you sure that he is going to come to our class?" Xiye asked, enunciating the last two words. Her wrinkled face blinked often with raised eyebrows.
Eron was listening to them as his eyes alternately watched them.
Lisa was confused, rolled her pupils, and shook her head from left to right gradually.
Xiye snarled, "Then why did you make scenes?" She raised her hand and folded her fingers as the nerves tightened, gesturing like she was going to hit her in the shoulder.
