Maureen didn't want to pay attention to these boys, but she didn't want to hear them making judgments about her when they didn't know anything.
Just as she was about to speak, the window was suddenly pushed open with a "clatter", and Liam's face was clouded with anger,
"Jealous of her?
Jealous of her less attractive appearance or her less appealing scent than Maureen?
You guys better be clear, how could Maureen be jealous of others when she has me as her desk mate?
That guy named 'Harold', what are you looking at—" Before Liam could finish his sentence, it seemed that he almost fell out of the window.
The people in the corridor fled, and a few people from the regular class escaped down the stairs. Maureen:
Fragrance? Maureen wondered whether Liam failed in language class, as he didn't seem to know the difference between humans and sweets.
Maureen returned to the classroom and sat down at her desk.
