As the end of the term approached, there was only a week left.
After that, it would be winter break and the arrival of the New Year.
Unlike the real Earth, the new semester here would start after spring break, meaning Sam wouldn't officially be a senior until March of the following year.
As for Isabella, although she wouldn't officially leave school until after spring break, she probably wouldn't have many reasons to show up before then.
With the holiday approaching, the weather's damp coldness became more noticeable.
Of course, this didn't affect Sam much, given his exceptional resistance to cold.
But not far from him, another boy was rubbing his hands together for warmth.
Sam looked at him with amusement.
"Are you really that cold? I saw someone wearing a short skirt without long socks today. You look like you're freezing to death."
