Bab 118: Everything doesn't Revolve Around You, Miss President?

I was walking through the corridor towards the teacher's office, carrying a bunch of notebooks in my hands. Many students were walking around, as it was the rush hour of lunchtime.

A slight groan reached my ear from my side. Walking next to me was a classmate of mine whom I didn't talk much to, but we still knew each other.

"Damn, didn't expect her to ask for our notebooks." Tanaka complained in a restless tone.

I gave him a side glance and asked, "Are your assignments not complete?"

He turned towards me instantly with a surprised face and nodded vigorously, "That's not the point."

We shared an awkward glance with nothing but silence and the weight of the notebooks pressing down on our arms, "..."

With a sigh, he continued hesitantly, "Ok, that is some of the reason behind it, but you know…"