Levi was carefully examining the creases in the lower corner of the notebook when he heard a slight complaint coming from behind.
"I just can't stand him."
The other party's voice was clear and pleasant to the ears.
But it was uncomfortable to say it, because the "him" in the other person's mouth referred to Levi.
Levi ignored the aggressive voice, and his mind was quickly attracted to the creases in the lower corners of the pages.
His textbook has always been very flat, but now it has been folded with a deep mark inexplicably, occupying Levi's sight with claws and teeth.
Levi frowned uncomfortably.
He turned back and glanced at the classroom inadvertently, and met a pair of emerald eyes.
The owner of the eyes gave him a proud look in return, but looked away slightly guiltily under Levi's expressionless gaze.
Alan Yeager.
Levi recited the name silently in his heart, a trace of displeasure flashed through his waveless eyes.
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