Chapter 4I Think My Deskmate Has a Secret

At the end of P.E. class, as we were lining up to be dismissed.

Chloe let out a dramatic gasp and stumbled forward.

She was standing directly in front of Arthur.

However, she vastly underestimated Arthur's coldness.

He smoothly took a step to the side, watching with absolute indifference as Chloe crashed hard onto the track.

His hands, hanging loosely by his sides, didn't even twitch with a reflex to catch her.

Chloe cried out in genuine pain. Her fake fall had turned into a very real, very painful face-plant.

Arthur looked down at her from above. The faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth looked exactly like he was watching a clown perform a stupid trick.

Starting the next day, Chloe gave up.

She went back to being her normal self and stopped revolving her life around Arthur.

While the teacher lectured passionately at the front of the room, the boy next to me was scribbling equations I couldn't even begin to understand on scrap paper.

Dense, complicated, and entirely incomprehensible.

I noticed that whenever he was writing these formulas, his entire aura shifted.

A rare, intense spark of life would ignite in his usually dead eyes.