When the last class was over on Friday, the students were excited to get their bags ready and leave the school.At this time, only first- and second-year students can go home. The third years were busy getting ready for their college entrance exam and still had classes on the weekends. Every month, they only get two days off.Some of the students couldn't help but say, "It will be our turn next year. So unfortunate."People in your class would ask, "What are you afraid of? You could just blend in with the first and second years and slip out. You can take a break every day if you're brave enough.Then they would laugh and keep going downstairs.Most of the students at this high school lived in the same city, so they didn't have to travel too far to get there. They would choose to ride their bikes back, which is both a practical and stylish way to get around. Good friends would form a team and ride down the road with their uniforms flapping in the wind. They would laugh and talk with th
The summer break had just ended, but the heat of the season hadn't gone away yet. The bright sun shone from high up in the sky, making the planet below very hot.The students were still in a vacation mood, but they worked hard on their homework in spite of the tropical weather."Hey, why did you choose C as your answer?""Do you even need to ask? it's because C is the longest that it's the longest."Makes sense.When there are three long options and one short one, pick the short one. When there are three short options and one long one, pick the long one. Choose B if the lengths are not all the same. Choose D if the difference between the lengths is the same. Choose A if they are all long, and choose C if they are all short.This was the most important weapon for the test of submission. Even though no one knew who said it, it got around by accident, and almost no student couldn't figure it out.In the middle of all the noise in the classroom, you could hear the door being opened. A tall
"Task to try and do by chance: You have to tell Jeff something useful. To take the first step toward becoming friends, people should help each other out and show that they care about their classmates. Ryan Dixon heard the monotone voice of the system in his head, and his first thought was to beat it up. Even though the system didn't tell him to lie, he would because that Jeff Gray guy is talking to microphone Emerson and trying to hitch a ride with her umbrella. No matter how you looked at it, a guy and a girl sharing an umbrella while walking in the rain was a romantic scene that did a great job of making each person feel good about the other. Ryan Dixon sneered. But could he let him do what he wanted? Even though it was something he had planned to do in the beginning, when the system said those words, it made it look like he was doing what it said. This made Ryan Dixon a little annoyed, so of course his face wasn't very good. He pushes Jeff Gray away with force, making more space b
Tonight, as usual, was full of a lot more fun than usual. Boys who didn't have to go to the evening class were excited and cheering loudly in the dark, almost like werewolves howling all the time when the moon is full. Outside, the wind was very strong, and lightning and thunder were going off. In this kind of situation, it makes sense to tell ghost stories. The four men went to bed and took turns telling each other stories. They purposely lowered their voices so that they could barely be heard in the dark, which caused even more worry and tension. When they heard this, it was only natural for their heads to feel numb. The stories were old-fashioned and not scary at all. The most important thing, though, was the atmosphere that the people themselves made. At this time, a sudden noise might just surprise the people who were there. Chris Gordon liked to tell his stories with very few tricks. As he talked, he felt compelled to use the light from his phone to shine on the lowest faces,
For the complete night, Jeff grey couldn’t sleep well. He perpetually thought back to Ryan Dixon’s strange behaviour of covering him with a blanket. Was he upset regarding him? Concerned? Did he wish to be friends again?however very quickly, these guesses of his were dismissed. once all, Ryan Dixon continued to act extraordinarily unconcerned about him and each time they met his expression would be stuffed with emotion and disgust.With these nonsensical thoughts sloshing around in his mind, by the time he got a touch sleepy, it had been already morning. once about a half associate hour, the morning bell rang. because the others got up, Jeff grey turned over, buried his head into his blankets and continued to sleep.The result of not sleeping well for an evening was a blue-green patch beneath his eyes. With a dark expression, he walked into the classroom.At the doorway, he encountered John Taylor who had simply come from filling his water bottle. He jokingly asked: “Brother Tom, wha
As soon as such insulting and offensive comments were uttered, the atmosphere around me abruptly froze, and the area where I immediately became very quiet. The remaining group of academics watched what was going on, terrified that a major conflict was about to break out. Jeff grey blinked his chilly eyes, placed one hand on the edge of the table, and leaned closer to the table while looking down at Ryan Dixon from above, saying, "Your box is blocking the path, is it not? ” When he stared at you with those intense, black eyes of his, it was impossible not to be intimidated. Ryan Dixon unconsciously leaned backwards and needed to take care of his distance from him. However, even as he began to move, he finished that it would make it look to build it seem to he was scared of him, so he stayed still and did not withdraw. Instead, he stiffened his neck and leant closer to him than he had been before. The two people exchanged hostile looks and made it clear that they had no intention of
John Taylor came once more to the room with a bottle of milk tea and leisurely walked once more to his desk. Once he weekday down, he detected Jeff Greg sitting next to him spinning a pen in his arms in the course of a daze. It absolutely modified into a totally uncommon sight.John Taylor took a sip of his milk tea and defeated his lips: “Brother Tom what’s wrong? You’re searching as even though you're staring at your lover. Don’t tell me this pen absolutely converted proper right into a one and most effective splendour and snatched your soul away?”Jeff Greg left out the jesting terms of his and inclined his head whilst little spherical with the pen. He abruptly said: “Ryan Dixon absolutely Lend me this pen. Ryan Dixon.”He modified it into even particularly perennial and pressured that person’s name. His dark eyes were entire of incomprehension.Hearing those terms, John Taylor couldn’t facilitate however show a definitely greatly surprised expression. He explored that person sitti
Jeff Greg checked out him and plastered on his expert smile: “It’s due to the fact Mike Emerson greeted me. Those workbooks on your fingers aren’t our elegance, right? What’s with you nowadays going round anywhere supporting humans bring things? Earlier you even helped Emily Blake distribute books. Our Ryan Dixon honestly likes to assist others~”Mike Emerson blinked as she watched the 2 of them confront every different with their eyes blazing with fire. She clearly didn’t leave out Ryan Dixon’s act of going up some steps to be taller than the opposite man or woman and couldn’t assist however suppose that those are immature and cute. She observed the match and additionally walked up 3 steps even as cheerily adding, “Ryan Dixon's classmate honestly is simply too kind. Those books in his fingers are for my elegance. He noticed me wearing them and got here to assist out.”Jeff Greg glanced at the elegance variety written in the books and noticed that it honestly turned into Mike Emerson’