On the way, Angel was almost silent.
Sam, on the other hand, appeared quite composed. As a man, no matter what happens, you have to pretend everything is calm and smooth.
Even on the way, Sam had the leisure to smile and nod at classmates they encountered.
People around them cast numerous envious glances, after all, walking alongside a girl like Angel carried a significant message.
Not just anyone could walk shoulder to shoulder with this girl. For most people, even a single word or a shared glance was a luxury.
Unexpectedly, Sam found themselves walking into the activity classroom.
The familiar club activity room 103.
Angel walked in and with a look, signaled Sam to close the door.
"What's the matter, is this place off-limits? Or have you already kicked me out of the club?"
Angel looked at Sam and then sat down on the sofa.
