29: But..

Upon bidding farewell to the brunette, the dark-haired individual with his sunglasses on was walking with a certain style, capturing everyone's attention as he made his way to the center of the campus, eventually reaching the entrance of the mathematics classroom, as that was the class he had at that moment. He couldn't deny that he enjoyed being, as always, the center of attention. As he walked towards the classroom, a certain fair-skinned girl with an attitude that most found unbearable was coming straight towards him—a spoiled, wealthy girl.

And indeed, none other than...

"Dalia," he said with a grimace of annoyance, not the dark-haired one but Laya upon seeing her approach in the same direction where the dark-haired one stood. "Have you lost something?" she asked with a certain irritation.

To which Dalia, looking at her as if she were nothing, responded with her shrill and conceited tone:

"Laya, it's none of your business what I've lost, sweetheart..." A sarcastic and haughty smil