A handsome young man with wheat-colored hair stood up, slightly bowed forward to show etiquette to Hela:
"Hela, what kind of books do you usually like to read?"
Hela pondered for a moment:
"Well, all kinds of weird novels..."
Young Cyril felt not only a little delighted because Hela didn't seem as arrogant and cold as Perseis.
Hela continued:
"Also, impressionist and fauvist art, pop culture research, cell biology, Comi philosophy, quantum mechanics papers..."
Teacher Rosa hurriedly interrupted Hela:
"Enough, enough, Hela, how about sitting in that spot? Is it okay?"
Rosa pointed to the seat to the left of the green-haired girl.
Hela walked directly off the stage and sat down on the left of the green-haired girl.
Hela smiled and looked at her deskmate:
"Hello, my name is Hela."
The girl nodded to her:
"Perseis."
After that, Perseis lowered her head to read again.
Hela looked at the uniquely textured book cover in Perseis's hand and obediently withdrew her gaze.
