The spot where he'd been hit was burning with hot, stingy pain, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry at all.

Yet rather than being mad, Lucas was far more eager to quickly clean off the blood smeared on his face and hands, to hurry home, take a shower, and zone out o

As it turned out, the near-fight between Mark and Lucas had been reported to the higher-ups by some teacher's spy after all.

The next day, he and Mark tacitly avoided bringing up the matter again, maintaining a quiet, peaceful morning as if nothing had happened.

However, dur

On the morning of final exams, the warm soy milk Ethan usually brought him was replaced with a hot canned coffee.

Lucas naturally understood what he meant—don't doze off, write your exam papers properly. But Lucas didn't like coffee; he only liked sweets. Taking the coffee