Cliry’s POV

Our classroom has evolved into something akin to a public market. Because we have a new classmate, all of my classmates are quite talkative. Everyone wishes to be friend with her. And it's no surprise, given her stunning beauty.

Our new student, on the other hand, appears to be boyish and uninterested in being noticed. She isn't smiling and isn't responding to people who try to approach her.

She's on the lookout for an open seat. I'm just watching what's going on around me. Because Wilford hasn't arrived yet, the seat next to me is empty. She sat next to me in a matter of seconds. I simply...