International class for high school students.
The air conditioner hummed slightly, the teacher was talking non-stop on the podium, and the students in the audience were also taking notes. Of course, except for Yun Zijin, who is sitting at the fourth table in the fourth group by the window.
She couldn't help but fall asleep not long after she returned to the room yesterday. She just couldn't sleep for long and got up again. She was a little sleepy and didn't want to listen to the class.
She held her chin up and stared boredly at the white school uniform tops that were blown by the wind in the corridor of dormitory 404 on the fourth floor of the fourth building not far away.
It's so pitiful that it's not just hanging there for her enjoyment.
Alas, just like her...
In her sentimental daze, she thought of a novel she had finished reading a few days ago.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
