The next day.

The bell rang for class. Brandon sauntered in and sat down behind Ann.

Unsurprisingly, he lay prone on his desk as usual, planning to sleep until the class was over.

Ann gritted her teeth and cautiously ran to Brandon's side while the teacher wrote on the blackboard.

She nudged Brandon's elbow and said in a very small voice, "Brandon, wake up. Wake up.”

Brandon lay flat on his stomach, his voice muffled, "Ann, don't push your luck. Don't forget, I promised you to come back to class, and you owe me three conditions. Now I'm going to cash the first one, and you shut up right now!"...