Chapter 4

After class,

The female classmates were gossiping about what happened to the teacher today and whether he was feeling unwell.

I was the only one who shivered when Bran yelled at me.

"Jimmy, get out here."

Damn, did this teacher take medicine today?

The boys all looked at me with sympathy, and the girls all stared at me strangely as if I had really done something outrageous.

"Jimmy, you don't pay attention in class, why are you spinning your pen? Are you still studying?"

I was just about to retort, but when I looked up and met Bran's eyes, I was stunned.

The teacher's face was obviously flushed, and her angry look revealed a hint of shyness.

What’s going on? I thought to myself, why is this expression exactly the same as the heroines in some movies I watched during my adolescence?

If the girls in our class saw this, they would be so fascinated.

"I'm talking to you! What are you daydreaming about? Where's your pen? Take it out now! I'm confiscating it!"

"It's... in the drawer."

At this time, the teacher of the next class came to my rescue, "Mr. Zhong's class is over."

"Ah, it's over. The next class is yours, right?"

Bran smiled and said, but then his expression changed immediately. He held my shoulder and said to me sinisterly, "You are not allowed to play with pens in this class. Bring your pens to me after class, or we will never be together again."

It's funny, you really think I'm still a primary school student,

Just spinning a pen is enough to get it confiscated? No one would care about that.

Once class was over, I headed straight for the basketball court, giving it my all.

And I brought this pen with me.