'Even the wind, enchanted by her laughter, ached to dance around her, fondly caressing her cheeks with a sheer logging born of my admiration.'
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For once, Lucy's relatively good start to mornings instantaneously deteriorated to one of the worst days she had, but they were still better compared to greeting Aihara Sana in the same classroom, which she'd avoided in excuse of extra lessons.
As the days went it seemed after Mr. Avon was back in his lectures Ariana Jane Wang Kin had put all her majestic engagement only for Hwang belatedly it turned out to be torture not caring if she would get a brain stroke the enormous rate of questions were thus far to be solved she was on the verge of tearing her hair out in frustration.
Ariana hasn't shown any mercy so far aside from flat scornful comments.
"Tu as un cerveau plein de merde,"
"I've told you I didn't take extra language classes. There's no point in whining when I can't feel insulted."
