Chapter 60
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That evening.
After class ended, it was free time. I glanced around, then hurried out to the back garden.
“Zahid!”
Zahid was already there with Fire.
“You’re here already? Have you been waiting long?”
“Not really.”
Zahid was sitting quietly on the garden bench with his arms crossed.
The early moonlight shone down on his jet-black hair, his long, narrow eyes, his straight nose bridge, and his sculpted jawline.
He’d grow into an even more handsome face as an adult, but I liked the youthful version just as much.
The girls had been grumbling about him all day anyway.
They wanted to talk to Zahid because he was so good-looking, but since he always had that stiff expression and was constantly sleeping with his face buried on the desk, they couldn’t even approach him.