Three hours later, the first class of the day finally ended. Students began packing up, their chatter filling the air as some hurried to their next lecture, others lingered for a break, and a few were done for the day altogether. Angelique’s classes were over. But truthfully, she hadn’t absorbed a single word from the past three hours. Her attention had been fixed entirely on him — Trunks. The way he wrote, the way he adjusted his glasses when thinking, the quiet composure he carried. She studied his every movement, every subtle expression. And she could feel the others noticing it too — the curious glances, the faint whispers. As she gathered her things, an unfamiliar perfume drifted close. Suhee stopped in front of her, gaze sweeping from head to toe before settling on the golden pin clipped to Angelique’s blazer. “A-Class Upper, huh?” she said, tapping the pin lightly. “Who are you? I’ve never seen you around before.” “I’m a transfer student. Today’s my first day,” An
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