Mia Lawson had been waiting for a long time.
Ever since she found out Flossie Wright's dormitory, she rushed over without delay.
From eight o'clock in the morning until now.
Nervous, anxious, urgent.
She struggled with various emotions, tormented as she lingered at the door, organizing her words while forcefully calming herself down.
In front of Flossie Wright, she absolutely couldn't mess up.
However, twenty minutes ago, just as she had finally calmed down, the sight of Flossie Wright's figure from afar threw her into chaos once again.
Even the hands she hid behind her back were slightly trembling.
"Is there something?"
Approaching, Flossie Wright raised an eyebrow, her voice cool.
"There is!"
Mia Lawson nodded guardedly, her tone fluctuating.
"Speak."
Glancing at the closed door, Flossie Wright stood in front of her, arms crossed, looking nonchalant.
Nothing else was apparent.
