The people who came to Class 8 were acting cautiously because as soon as they entered the class,
they were greeted by a cold breeze.
And this unmentionable cold breeze originated from somewhere at the back of the room.
With Lance as the center point and the entire class as a radius, the cold pressure shot out into a
straight line and radiated into the entire circle.
No one in the circle was spared.
Even Clifford and the others were shivering in their seats, praying repeatedly in their hearts.
They weren't praying for the Gods to arrive but rather, they were praying for the quick arrival of the big
boss, Melody.
At this point, Melody was the only one who was capable of holding back Lance.
As long as Melody appeared, there was still hope for salvation.
Hearing the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder, coming in their direction, everyone's hopes
were ignited.
The owner of the footsteps stepped into the classroom.
Unfortunately, when they saw the person who arrived, everyone was disappointed.
It was not Melody, but Luke.
Lance slowly raised his head and instantly saw Luke coming.
Lance's originally cold face turned completely gloomy.
And his darkened face turned in Luke's direction, a pair of dark eyes angrily glared at Luke.
His glare was so intense, it seemed like it could swallow Luke on the spot.
Clifford felt an even more intense atmosphere between the two boys.
Those that were like them and had been implicated in the situation could only cower in a corner without
saying anything.
They could feel it.
It was the calm before the storm.
Not that it was calm, to begin with.
The only thing that they could do now was to brainstorm methods on how they could escape their
current situation.
In case of a real fight, how were they going to escape to save their lives? Luke walked straight in his
seat's direction.
He was about to reach his seat.
When suddenly...
A painful screech sounded.
The chair scraped against the ground as it quickly approached Luke.
Luke calmly raised his foot to stop the chair.
On either side of the chair, each had a slender leg against them, from two equally handsome young
men that gave out opposite vibes.
Seeing this scene, all the students in Class 8 silently swallowed their saliva.For...different reasons.
If not because of Lance's prestige, they would have clapped and cheered for the little move that Luke
had shown just now.
In general, they thought, ‘Oh my god, he's so hot!’ Luke pocketed his hands in his trousers and
propped up his feet up on the chair.
His handsome face was turned in Lance's direction, his cold eyes stared straight at Lance.His chin was
raised and he tilted his head, the arrogance in his body boldly oozed out.
The tip of his tongue was pressed against his inner cheek, making him look like a hot handsome
ruffian.
Most of the girls could not stop themselves from swooning or even drooling as they stared at Luke.
"What? You want to practice so early in the morning?"
Lance's heart was holding an inexplicable anger in his heart.
Originally, he was anxious because he could not find any place to vent this anger in his heart.
Fortunately, Luke appeared and bumped against the muzzle of his gun.
"Practice? Sure, do you think that I am afraid of you?"
The calm was over and the storm had come.
Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats as they watched the great war that was about to break
out.
Just when the scary part was about to happen, the bell rang and a beautiful figure timely appeared by
the door of the classroom, flipping the original tense atmosphere a hundred and eighty degrees around.
"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded.
These three simple words were enough to make the two people who were originally at loggerheads
instantly put down their fangs and turn their back against each other at the same time.
It almost seemed like it happened in an instant.
Melody was still in the doorway, her schoolbag in one hand.
In contrast to her delicate face were her sharp piercing eyes that swept across the two young men.
Luke was glad to see Melody's entrance.He immediately said, "Good morning, boss! Have you eaten
breakfast yet?"
Melody nodded.She had eaten breakfast.She was still living with Sarah.
Who knew what medicine Sarah took last night.
Sarah said she got up from bed early in the morning to make breakfast for her.
But in the end, there was only a cup of hot milk on the table, a charred of supposedly toasted bread,
and a plate of omelets that looked like a slightly mixed poached egg.
Although it seemed a little unsatisfactory, almost barely edible, Melody still ate it which was a kind of
encouragement to Sarah.
While Luke smiled upon seeing Melody, Lance, on contrary, did not look so happy.
On his handsome face, a pair of beautiful eyes which was surprisingly misty, filled with unwillingness
and grief, were staring straight at Melody.
"Boss..." His lips were even slightly pouted.
The tone of the voice who shouted ‘boss’ sounded so tragically sad as if he was a puppy that had been
abandoned in the middle of nowhere in a hot desert.
Before Melody's arrival, the atmosphere was freezing.
Now, it seemed like they were in a graveyard with a lone and sad, crying undead.
Everyone admitted in their hearts that they could not easily accept this change but at least they were
sure that nothing big would happen for the time being.
Their lives were safe.
After all, the big boss had come.
Who would dare to cause trouble? Hearing Lance's call, Melody felt goosebumps all over her body.
Spring was over.It was not mating season.
Why did he sound so slutty? Luckily, she had seen most of the world and was able to remain
unperturbed.
Melody calmly walked to her seat.
The chair that Lance kicked earlier was pushed into place by Luke.He respectfully invited Melody to
take her seat.
"Boss, please!"
After Melody sat down, her eyes fell on Lance's face.
It was not that she was paying attention to Lance but his eyes shone like two small bright light bulbs
and she found it hard for her to not give him at least a glance.
"What is it?" Lance shook his head at first.
Later, he realized that something was wrong so he nodded his head.
Melody set her elbow on her table, propping up her chin, as she looked at Lance with narrowed eyes.
"If you have something to say, say it!"
After pondering for a moment, Lance hesitantly spoke.
"Boss, why didn't you call me for a stew last night?"
After saying that, Lance looked at Melody, carefully observing her facial expressions.He somewhat
feared that Melody would dislike him for being too petty.
Last night, God knew how angry Lance was after seeing Iven's My Day post last night.
Even lven and Axel were there.
How come he was not invited? Wasn't AIK that too much? Luke was close enough and he heard
Lance's complaint.He could not help but roll his eyes.
It turned out that the kid was acting weird and grumpy early in the morning because of a petty reason.
That did not even count as a problem.He was so childish! How embarrassing.
Melody was stunned by Lance's question.
She turned her head to look at him and saw that Lance was still looking at her as if he was still waiting
for her answer.
His eyes were filled with uncertainty and at the same time, he looked cautious but sorrowful like a
wounded rabbit.
"Aren't you busy practicing the guitar yesterday?"
These days, Lance often stayed up late and skipped meals to practice his guitar skills.
He was aware of how talented he was and knew that he only needed a bit more effort to do well.
But in Lance's eyes, just doing well was not enough.
He wanted to perform with his best, practicing as much as he could in the shortest time possible.
He must not let Boss down! Hearing Melody's answer, Lance looked at her seriously.
"Boss, is that why you did not call me?"
Melody faintly nodded, "Last night's dinner was a spontaneous decision.Since you were busy, I didn't
call you.But if you want to, we'll eat stew together next time!"
Lance had been angry for the whole night to the point that he could not sleep.
Now, he can finally feel at peace.He finally understood.So it turned out that he was not invited to eat
out because she was worried about disturbing him and affecting his practice.
His boss was really nice.
She even said that she would call him next time.
Wasn't she very considerate? Lance looked at Melody expectantly.
His eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky.
"Boss, remember to call me next time!"
The way his mood changed so fast surprised Melody.Still, she nodded seriously and further affirmed.
"Okay, I'll call you the next time we eat outside!"
Lance stared at Melody with a bright smile plastered on his face.
As if he was so moved, he subconsciously replied, "Boss, you're so kind to me!"
Melody thought, 'How come this kid's IQ has dropped a bit recently?
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