“Goodbye, Mr Gareth.”

“Bye, Miss Nowell. Don't forget to tell your mother I've sent the files, okay?”

“Roger, Mr Gareth.” Ria mock-saluted before walking out of the classroom.

Lena walked forward and placed her test sheet on his desk.

“Miss Duncan, I believe you'll do exceptionally well as usual.”

Lena smirked.

“I'm always that good.”

Henry chuckled just as she walked away.

I stepped forward, placing my test sheet.

“Miss…” Henry's gaze drifted to mine. “Alphonse.”

His eyes held mine and at that moment—

I forgot to breathe.

His dark blue eyes looked tired.

Large bags lay underneath, and his hair looked a bit unkept than usual.

“Rosie…”

I adjusted...