Chapter 25 - 30 Firearms
Nap time is a necessity for high school students.
A day packed with eight classes plus tests and self-study sessions, severely draining on the brain, requires a few dozen minutes of sleep for rejuvenation—this is an objective law of human physiology, immune to personal will.
Even if the top students sneak in some study time during naps, their efficiency might not necessarily be any better. As some teachers say, most of it is empty effort.
"..."
Eyelashes fluttering, Ye Jiaying suddenly woke up with a start, lifting her head from the desk.
The cheek resting on her arm was slightly reddened, faintly marked with the impression of a button, and her sleepy eyes noticed the clock on the classroom wall. It was twelve-fifty in the afternoon, forty-five minutes left until the end of nap time.
Should she go back to sleep? No, wait, something isn't right...
She furrowed her brows, looking around. Everything in the classroom—including the ceiling, walls, curtains, air conditioner, podium, desks, and benches, and even every one of her sleeping classmates—was covered with a shadowy overlay.
It was as though a filter had been applied.
The seat to her right, Li Cheng's, was empty. She hesitated before extending a finger to touch the arm of the girl at the desk to her left.
Click.