“What was that?!”
Zhang Ming hurried out of the library, his steps fast and long as he gripped onto his backpack even tighter. He dodges other students in the hall, almost smacking into one turning a corner. As soon as he reached the end of the hallway, he pushed the large doors open and went into the gym.
“It is to be understood that all rules are given with the consequence of punishment when broken. Rules aren’t there as suggestions. They are required and compulsory.”
“Okay, yeah— but shocking me?!?”
“The World System decides a punishment fit for a broken rule.”
“What the fu—”
He finally slowed down and stopped by the school bleachers. He leaned on the bleacher furthest from the door with a hand and bowed his head as he took deep breaths.
What did he get himself into…?
He thought getting reincarnated was only mildly inconvenient— (He didn’t like being forced to do things the way the original Zhang Ming would act. He was still his own person. No matter where he finds himself in.) —but still a blessing. It was good to have another chance at life.
Now it seems like this was actually more of a curse in disguise.
…it should be fine as long as he follows the rules well, right? It shouldn’t be too hard.
–
Elizabeth turns around to look at the boy who almost bumped into her when she turned the corner. She catches a glimpse of honey blond hair before he disappears behind doors.
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“I wonder what that was about.”
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She could feel a lightbulb turn on in her head.
“Were you with Zhang Ming?”
He still refused to answer, but his eyes flicker to her for just a second before darting away again.
“Ahh, so you were.” she stated, a small glimmer of smugness in her eyes making Reke narrow his eyes.
Could he be seen through that fast? Or was she just too perceptive?
He sighed, “Yes. He was reading some books in the library. I decided to join him.”
The girl gave a thoughtful hum in reply.
He looked back to the hallways, although he knew there would be no chance of seeing the boy again and that he was long gone.
“…he went that way.” A voice cut through his thoughts making him look back at Elizabeth.
“He went that way,” she repeated, “…past the doors to the gym.” She pointed to the hallway she just came from.
“…was he okay?” Reke asked.
“He was… hurrying? I didn’t really get a glimpse of his face.” she answered.
It only made Reke’s face furrow a little bit more in concern.
After thinking about it for a moment, she tried reassuring him “He’s probably okay. If it was a family emergency or anything, he would be hurrying home. If he was hurt in some way, he would be hurrying to the infirmary. So he may just have to do something at the gym for whatever reason.”
…this girl really is too perceptive. Nevertheless, her words did help him calm down a little.
“Are you going to go after him?” Elizabeth asked.
“Probably not… I think I may have overwhelmed him.” He answered.
“You?” She asked, almost aghast, “Overwhelm him?” This boy barely even says a word to her. The only time he ever interacted with him on a normal basis was when he noticed Zhang Ming… actually that might just explain it.
“I wanted to get to know him better. But I will give him some space. At least, for now.” He answered.
Wow, two full long sentences in a row from Reke. And only because they’re talking about Zhang Ming. Oh boy, she can already hear the World System berating her in her head for letting the two meet.
Wait, a second… What does he mean ‘for now’—?
–
After crouching under the bleachers for the rest of his free time— he spent most of his time there hiding from other students spending their time under the bleachers doing… things— he finally ran out when the bell signaled the end of classes.
He let out a sigh of relief when he finally reached his bicycle. As soon as he put on his helmet and puts away its stand and lock, he hears the loud hum of a motorcycle.
He knew who exactly it would be, but he still turned to look anyway.
Reke drove past him on his motorcycle, giving him a wave as he passed by. He seemed to be able to pick him apart from the crowds of other students grabbing their own mode of transportation.
And Zhang Ming’s heart dropped.
…there is no way he’ll be able to avoid that boy for even a whole day.
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WHAT ARE MIDTERM EXAMS AND WHY MUST WE STUDENTS SUFFER THROUGH THEM— *wheeze*
Eeeee thank you thank you for the chapter! Good luck on your exams:)
I’m curious how they’ll work around that damn system.
Thx for the ch and good luck on your exams (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Good luck on your exams!
thanks for the chapter! <3
Good luck on your exams, I’m sure you’ll do well!! I’m liking Reke so far, hehe. Thanks for the chapter! Ψ(≧ω≦)Ψ
I’m so curious of what’s gonna happen next!!
Thanks for the chapter 💜