“Nash, look at yourself now. You used to be such an outstanding student, how did you become so unreasonable? While your family is well–off, your parents can’t protect you forever. Even if you want to date, can’t you find a sensible girl? You’ve known Wendy since childhood, why don’t you choose her instead of someone like…”
The rest of her words were unkind, and as she glanced at Yvonne, who was nonchalantly chewing gum
next to Nash, she frowned and swallowed the remaining words.
She couldn’t help but add, “Nash, this shows a lack of responsibility towards yourself!”
Nash lifted his head, sarcastically remarking, “How could Wendy ever compare to Yvonne?”
Our homeroom teacher slammed her hand onto the desk, exclaiming, “Wendy is currently ranked third in the class and is among the top ten students in the grade. How can you claim that she can’t be compared to Yvonne?”
Nash, with a blank expression, retorted, “She’s just a bookworm who only knows how to study. Boring.”
“Yeah, teacher!” Yvonne chimed in with a laugh, hooking her arm around Nash’s. “If we don’t go a little crazy in our youth, what’s the point?”
Nash frowned irritably. “And please, can you all stop comparing me to Wendy? We don’t have anything to do with each other…”
He stopped mid–sentence, noticing me entering with my homework. In fact, I had been there for a while and overheard their conversation.
I entered just because it was time for the next class. Silently, I placed my homework on the teacher’s desk and said, “Teacher, I’m going back to class.”
