Chapter 25 The Mesmerizing Beauty I
The school hallway was bustling with students, some hurrying to their next class, others gathered in small groups, chatting about the latest gossip or assignments. But among them, one particular student stood out—Dickson.
Unlike the others who moved with purpose, he was absentmindedly trailing behind Liam, his eyes locked onto his friend as if he were staring at some divine entity. He couldn’t believe what had just happened in the classroom.
Thirty minutes ago, Liam had singlehandedly humiliated Mr. Rogers in front of the entire class. Not only did he answer every question thrown at him, but he also proved the teacher wrong in front of Principal Henderson. The memory played on repeat in Dickson’s head, and each time he replayed it, he felt even more amazed.
Liam had been asked to sit down, and Mr. Rogers had been forced to continue teaching, but it was clear to everyone that the teacher had lost his enthusiasm. He had lectured with an awkward stiffness, his usual authority gone, and the moment his period ended, he stormed out of the class without a word. It was obvious—Liam had gotten under his skin.
Now, as they walked down the hallway, Dickson still couldn’t wrap his head around it. He had to ask.
"Liam," Dickson said, finally breaking the silence. "How the hell did you answer all those questions?" His voice was laced with disbelief. "I swear, you weren’t even paying attention in class. You were talking to me the entire time."
Liam simply smiled, shaking his head as he walked forward without looking back. "I was just lucky," he said casually. "Lucky that he asked questions I happened to know."
Dickson snorted, rolling his eyes. "Pray that your luck saves you in the coming weeks."
Liam frowned slightly, glancing at him. "The coming weeks?"
Dickson immediately facepalmed, letting out a groan. "For fuck’s sake, Liam, don’t tell me you haven’t started reading."
Liam blinked. "Reading for what?"