No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1638 Arnold Simmons Extra (4)

As for the library invitation over the weekend, Hannah naturally accepted it.

The end of the academic building is where water is fetched, situated exactly between the male and female restrooms. Since it was during a major break, there was quite a line for water.

But they weren’t in a hurry.

While queuing, Hannah curiously asked about the seating arrangements in the class.

Tessa Thompson was the most authoritative on this subject.

"Of course, it’s because the big shot doesn’t want to sit with ordinary people like us," someone joked half-seriously.

Hannah, confused, asked, "Big shot... who’s that?"

Tessa Thompson chuckled, placing her hand on Hannah’s shoulder and lowering her voice, "It’s Arnold Simmons, the boy sitting behind us. Hannah, don’t be fooled by his looks; he is quite strange, never really interacts with others, always submits blank papers for tests, and frequently has injuries..."

At that point, Tessa Thompson looked around cautiously to make sure it was safe before continuing, "I heard he’s quite close with people from two neighboring vocational schools, and often hangs out with them to fight."

This was an open secret in class two.

Most had heard about it, but no one dared to openly discuss it.

After all, Arnold Simmons did not have a good reputation at school.

Though no one had seen him fight, he always seemed to exude rebellion, aggression, and melancholy.

People instinctively kept their distance from him.

"Even our class teacher gave up on him, and the school can’t handle him either. I heard his family has some kind of background?"

"What background? Emily Jones said his family lives in the northern part of the city, so how come there’s suddenly a background?"

"I’m not sure, but if he had no background, how could the school possibly allow him to stay in class two?"

By then, most people ahead in the line had fetched their water, and it was their turn.

After getting water and heading back to the classroom, they stopped discussing this topic.

The classroom of class two was on the other side, close to the corridor between three academic buildings. The school had advised not to disturb the senior high school students, so usually, the first and second year students rarely went over there.

At this time, quite a few students from class two were standing in the corridor.

A group of them walked towards the classroom, with Hannah in the middle.

Tessa Thompson talked animatedly in front, which amused Hannah greatly, quickly bringing her closer to the other girls.

The back door of the classroom was wide open. Hannah turned her head, not paying attention, and in that moment, bumped into a tall boy.

The boy stood tall and stable, not moving an inch from the impact, while Hannah, on the other hand, staggered from the collision. Far from the romantic scenes in TV dramas, she almost fell to the ground.

She clutched her arm that hit the wall and looked up.

Before her, the boy looked indifferent, his facial features sharp and distinct, his eyes a pure black, as deep as the night sky devoid of any moon or stars.

His demeanor seemed devoid of worldly desires, yet there was a hint of ruthlessness in his gaze.

While Hannah was still dazed, Tessa Thompson quickly reached out to pull her away.

The other girls accompanying them also dared not provoke Arnold Simmons, opting to avoid him as if he was an eerie creature from a different world.

A space suddenly cleared in front of her, and Arnold Simmons turned his head to look at Hannah, who had been pulled aside.

Their gazes met, and she subconsciously flashed a smile.