Olivia immediately pushed Oliver away, who was equally started as she was. Olivia turned to Sir Q and was about to explain.
"Mister and Miss Twyne," he sighed, his tone disapproving. "I do hope you know this is the school grounds, and this is an inappropriate place to do this kind of thing."
Just in time, the students started flooding the classroom, hearing what Sir Q said without getting any context.
Not like they need it anyway.
"Both of you, detention after class," he said sternly.
"But I have training!" Oliver argued.
"You should've thought of that before you used this classroom for your indecent affairs, Mister Twyne."
Upon hearing Sir Q's words, the class erupted in excitement. The thought of Cap and his fiancee, the new girl, doing something funny inside the classroom roused their curiosity.
Olivia wanted to bury her face in her hands. Their piercing gazes were like psychological daggers to her well-being.
