(Credits to the owners of the pictures)

Finally, class ended! I am going to have the time of life after a torture and dreadful 8-hour session with the strict, old and merciless teachers. This semester is going to kill me if I don't get used to it.

Since I got out first, I went to Kris' classroom since all of us don't have the same class. How ironic it is that the eight of us aren't classmates but we are on the same school and on the same batch. Oh well. Better wish for luck for next year's sectioning and hopefully to have one of them as my classmates.

I was whistling outside his classroom (and how damn it is that their teacher was already blabbering nonsense and how come Kris can be so calm and collected. So much for being the top ranking from our middle school) when eyesight out AGAIN for the nth time of my life span. I swear I would kill Chen if I tripped again like last time.

I struggled to take off his hands but he was so stubborn to just do it. I bit his thumb, making him shout in surprise and it like his life depends on it. That's for threatening the baozi you little idiot.

"What was that for baozi?!" Chen screamed

"For disturbing my class, Mr. Kim. If you do this one more time, you will end up with detention. The same goes for you, Mr. Kim."

The teacher glared at us and shut the door closed, a little too forceful from his oldies. I looked at Chen's startled f