Daisy Zane looked at Olivia Lane, who sat huddled together with herself as if she was a child who had done something wrong.
Suddenly, Daisy Zane's head throbbed with a sharp pain, and many blurry images flashed through her mind. She staggered to the side and subconsciously tried to find support, gripping Olivia Lane's fingertips tightly.
Catching a glimpse of Daisy's stumble in the corner of her eye, Olivia quickly tightened her grip as well and stood up. With her other hand, she held Daisy's arm: "What's wrong with you?"
Daisy touched her temples: "I stood up too quickly."
Olivia looked at her and saw through the lie: "You've been up for almost a minute."
Daisy didn't change her expression: "There is a delay."
Olivia: "......" Did she look that easy to fool?
"Going to class?" Daisy asked.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Let's go back after the next class." Olivia picked up the water on the ground and took a sip.
"Okay."
