Hannah walked away into the distance.
Not until her figure could no longer be captured in the night did Arnold turn and leave.
...
Early next morning, Hannah went to et Tessa and a few others as they had planned. They had just arrived not long ago, in such a hurry to get out that they didn’t even have ti for breakfast.
The mont Tessa saw Hannah, she imdiately dragged her to the breakfast place they had decided on beforehand.
While flipping through the nu, Tessa introduced Hannah, "This place has the best soy milk and fried dough sticks. If it weren’t so far from school, I’d really want to co here every day."
The nu offered a wide variety of breakfast options; you couldn’t fit all of them on the table if you ordered one of each.
It was Hannah’s first ti at this restaurant, so she simply followed Tessa’s lead in ordering. The other girls ordered their usual favorites, and when the food arrived, they shared among themselves.
They didn’t arrive at the peak hour for breakfast, so by now, there were only a few other tables of custors in the restaurant.
When it ca to the latest school gossip, all the girls seed to be well-inford, especially Tessa, who was best at keeping up with such entertaining matters.
Being new to the school, Hannah didn’t know much, so she just sat quietly on the side and listened.
The gossip ranged from the first-year students to their own grade, with Jimmy Simmons and his clique being ntioned the most, essentially dominating the school.
"No way," Tessa poked a fried pancake with her chopsticks. "I think the top dog in our class is pretty formidable too. Although I’ve never seen him fight with anyone, it seems like the vocational school kids are quite wary of him."
This was sothing she witnessed inadvertently.
In Willow Lane, a group of vocational students would hang out daily behind a milk tea shop, loitering and puffing away. Not to ntion students from other schools, even their own schoolmates would take a detour to avoid them.
Yet, when these guys saw Arnold passing by, they stopped smoking and their legs stopped shaking; they nearly ran up to him to say "Hello, Dad."
The other girls nodded in agreent, "Arnold is pretty good, but he just looks too fierce, all cold and aloof. No one in class dares to get close to him."
"Who says no one’s tried, didn’t Emily chase after him for a whole sester before?"
"Oh, right."
Hannah listened with interest and finally chid in, "Do many people like Arnold?"
She nibbled on her straw, the soy milk she held had turned cold and was only half-drunk, her round eyes clear-cut between black and white as she looked at everyone, revealing a rare gossip-hungry expression.
Tessa excitedly explained to Hannah, "There used to be quite a few, but ever since Emily was rejected by the boss in person, the number of people daring to chase after him has dwindled a lot."
More precisely, after unpleasant rumors about Arnold began circulating, everyone started keeping their distance.
Initially out of fear, but with an excuse at hand, they finally got the chance to look down on him from a great height.
After leaving the breakfast restaurant, the group headed to the central city library.
The library was very quiet, quite busy with visitors on the weekend, mostly students from nearby schools. Tessa and the others even spotted several acquaintances, but since it wasn’t the right place, they didn’t go up to exchange greetings.
The overly quiet environnt made them all speak much softer.
They didn’t co to the library to study today; one of the girls just wanted to find a book, and once borrowed, they would leave.
While waiting, Hannah started wandering around the library.
The library was spacious, with three floors in total.
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