Dulce Hooper immersed himself in painting, dividing the paper diagonally with a stark contrast of colors. One side depicted a boundless sky, drenched in vivid hues of blue, with lush green grass swaying gently in the breeze, evoking a sense of refreshing tranquility. The other half remained untouched, an empty canvas.As he contemplated, Zachary stroked his chin. "I had thought you excelled more in portraiture."Curious, Dulce Hooper inquired, "What made you think so?"Zachary surveyed the art adorning the room's walls. "These are predominantly portraits, and some bear a striking resemblance in style. I didn't anticipate your skill in capturing landscapes as well. Your artistic talent truly knows no bounds. It's truly impressive."Dulce Hooper dismissed the praise modestly, shutting the door and returning to his easel. A mischievous smile graced his lips as he asked, "So, what do you think, Mr. Prospective Heartthrob?"Chuckling at the playful bant

Zachary meets Quilly's cold gaze: "..."His head full of purpose and intrigue, "snapped," and he stood up slowly, peeking over Dulce Hooper's book.Not much care for him... just that Quilly would not allow a scheming, fake student in his class that he did not yet know about.He looked a few more complicated, what a big heart.He asked kindly, "I heard from Zander that you've been recuperating at home for a while, are you feeling better?"The class does not hold a position, and Quilly does not have much contact, and he has not seen him go to the problem between classes, only to the extent of meeting and greeting."And it can be called a seat change, just separating you from Dulce Hooper, right, you bullying people?""Heaven forbid, I'm on good terms with my little tablemate." Zachary winked at Dulce Hooper and casually ruffled his hair, "It's just that someone was afraid I'd charm you beyond belief, and beauty is a sin."So Zach

"I'll go in then." Zachary's heart skipped a beat. He had wanted to use the name of the calligraphy club representative, but instead, he had blindly stumbled upon an obstacle and exploited his little tablemate.Until he saw a familiar group name, he paused, thought for a moment, and finally placed a checkmark in the "chemistry lab group." Then he pinned it back to her notebook without changing his expression.When Zachary hollowed out and took the win with a toss, he turned around at the sound of a steep shout, and the man stared at him without blinking, suddenly smiling and raising his hand with a cold Coke.Zachary followed Quilly's lead and watched her sit down, and he followed suit.Zachary smiled and pressed the "answer" button, putting the phone to his ear. "Your order for a punch has arrived."But he was a little surprised. "Has the president already arrived? I thought I was faster than her.""Wait, the teaching reference is on the first floor..." She could finally respond, str

Zander hid in the corner and did not dare to make a sound. He looked at the classroom full of "lying corpses" who could not even howl out, his eyes dull.He casually picked up a broken plastic board, a plastic bench that these little bastards had violently destroyed when they scared Zander, and he slapped Human Oracle's face with it, "Got a cigarette?""No special circumstances have to participate, many students get it done in their senior year, but you are a transfer student, not yet a transfer senior, the rules are such that there is no way."Zachary slowly typed out a question mark, "When did I sign up for the chemistry lab group?"A loud announcement suddenly filled the entire campus, and a radio speaker on the third floor of the lab building was right next to the art club, outputting right at Zachary's ear. Zachary frowned, rubbed his ear, and glared at the broken speaker....... just isn't a good phrase.Zachary sent Zander a copy of the cute video of Gale Watts' famous jerks wa

"You have zero credibility with me," Quilly said coldly. "Bring it on."People's subconscious actions don't lie, and Quilly was sure that when they were together, Zachary was still within the ordinary range, or at most a little more perceptive than the next person.Quilly nodded. "I'll call your parents later..."But this big heartless did not appreciate it. Two hands instantly wrapped around her hand, holding back a drag, into the phone loudly: "Brother, my good brother, my teacher has something to say to you!"It was at this point that Zachary made the mistake of breaking through the door of the abandoned warehouse and into the silent world called "Quilly".The pale green-blue fog burrowed into that stale little cube. The screen suddenly lit up, and the picture was blurred around by the green-blue fog.Zachary froze, and his heart instantly sharpened. "What lab building?"Now they stare at each other in silence, those falsehoods and cries like broken beautiful ice crystals. The sun