After Gu Zhihan left, Luo Mengmeng scanned the classroom with her clear eyes before settling down in a seat toward the back.
Soon, a girl with sickly pale skin entered the classroom.
She was wearing a pink shirt and a white pleated skirt, exuding a youthful aura, but the only regrettable thing was that her skin was too white, the kind where one could clearly see the veins, not the healthy rosy white.
From the moment she walked in, Luo Mengmeng was staring at her.
So white!
Just as Mengmeng was reflecting on this, the girl had already approached her and, somewhat shyly, lightly knocked on her desk, "Hello, may I sit here?"
As if she was afraid of disturbing Mengmeng, the girl quickly added, "There are no other seats left in the class."
If not for this, she wouldn't have come over to disturb her.
Luo Mengmeng snapped back to reality and quickly nodded, "Of course you can."
"Thank you," the girl said gratefully with a smile, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
