Let's report to Katherine Thompson right away!

The next day.

Class A.

Thelma sat on her seat without bothering with Derek whose head was hanging down with his bangs covering his forehead and looking as if he was sleeping.

She said Hi to him earlier but he didn't even raise his head up and she could only sit down awkwardly.

Of course, Thelma didn't know what kind of hunger Mr. Derek was facing right then.

Their first class that morning was physics and the teacher is a middle-aged man with large glasses called Yale.

The way he teaches was considered good enough, however, to Thelma, she can't understand a thing.

Physics is simply not her cup of tea.

"Did every one of you understand how we get this equation?" Mr. Yale asked as he circled a group of formulas on the whiteboard.

"Yes!." The students answered in chorus.

"What about you, new student?" He turned to Thelma and ask with a smile.

Thelma who was almost dozing off from the boring class quickly replied.

"No."

She really didn't understand what he was saying from the moment he