——I heard they're high school classmates, and when the guy patted the school beauty's head, it was epic!
——A genius with godlike looks—is this really not a novel?
The snack street was bustling, mostly filled with students from nearby schools. University students made up the majority, but there were also plenty of middle and high schoolers in uniforms.
Hannah held Arnold Simmons' hand as she chatted about the things that had happened to her recently.
For example, she had met new classmates, new roommates, and found that one of the professors for her major looked intimidating but was actually very kind—and there was even someone who resembled their old math teacher.
Arnold listened attentively.
He rarely brought up his own experiences, but whenever Hannah asked, he always answered seriously.
The first week of college was lively in their old high school class group chat; everyone couldn't wait to share snippets of their university lives.
