The cafeteria at noon was like a battlefield, with students hurrying to line up for their meals before their favorite dishes sold out. A student had just finished speaking to Purple Summers and rushed off, joining the queue.
Purple didn't even have time to ask who was looking for her.
Upon reflection, she considered it possible that Atra Blanc had been wary of the enthusiastic language teacher, hence didn't dare to come find her in class.
Purple absentmindedly ate a few bites of rice, greeted Zara Jameson and Jane McCain, and then headed for the school entrance.
Unexpectedly, the person who came looking for her was not Atra Blanc but Nathaniel Summers.
Purple's brow furrowed instinctively, her eyes filling with wariness immediately. She had a hunch that Nathaniel's arrival spelled trouble; was he here to scold her again?
"Is there something you need?" Purple eyed him warily, stopping at a moderate distance.
