"Who is the cat? And who is the mouse?" Rosie was a bit defiant.
Blake had only been at the school for a few days, yet he was already adopting the teachers' style of summoning students for a chat. He opened his thermos and blew away the rising steam.
"What do you think?"
"It's not like I'm putting up with her, but if you think about it, they outnumber me. Isn't that unfair?"
"Why did you come to school?"
The way he asked seemed a bit odd.
Rosie took it for granted: "Of course, to attend classes."
Blake put down his thermos and took out a small exquisite box from the drawer. Rosie, looking at the size of the box, almost mistook it for a diamond ring.
"Hey, although I really like you, it's just for your looks. If you're proposing now, I might not say yes~"
Blake's words got stuck in his throat, and he gave her a dry, indifferent look.
He opened the box, and inside was a small stud earring.
