Chapter 115
"This ’kid’ ranked first in analysis for a reason," I shot back, my voice steady despite the irritation bubbling beneath the surface. "If you think I can’t handle a few equations, you’re underestimating me, mister."
"Oh, is that so?" Kian replied, his eyebrows raising as he leaned back, intrigued. The challenge in his tone was undeniable.
"May I have a paper?" I asked, feeling a surge of determination.
"...Pfft, what do you need it for?" Kian sneered, not bothering to offer me any paper.
"Just ignore him, Miss Remillia. That document your holding is not just any academic exam problem," Ivan said but he still placed a piece of paper in my hands while offering a reassuring smile.
Because of Kian’s arrogant attitude, I was even more driven to prove him wrong.
Clenching my teeth lightly, I began writing down the calculation procedures and results, focusing completely on the equations before me.
Just as I was nearing the conclusion, ready to document the final step, Whitney’s voice broke through my concentration.
"Um, the other cadet just arrived on the first floor."
"Oh, really? Then let’s go meet him," Ivan replied, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.
Whitney and Ivan left the analysis room, but I remained, determination coursing through me as I continued my calculations. Everything I had worked on was molding into clarity, and the final step felt just within reach.