By the end of September, the temperature gradually cooled down.
Soft rain had been falling outside the window for half the class duration. Raising your head, you'd see a gloomy sky, just the perfect weather for a nap.
In the back corner of the large classroom, Chloe Stephens was leaning against her seat, her eyes half-closed in slumber.
From a lecturer's perspective, those who weren't sharp-sighted would assume that the girl was attentively listening to the lecture, when in reality, she was already asleep.
Someone unexpectedly and thoughtlessly kicked Chloe's chair.
A small movement came from Chloe's chair, raising her slowly opened eyes. The person who kicked her chair stiffened under her gaze.
Her dark eyes, like being immersed in a cold pool, suddenly emerged with a hidden fierce aura, affording an intense impact on people.
The one who kicked her chair was also a girl, a rather pretty one.