Anthony was at his wit’s <b>end</b>. To think that he had to shoehom this haughty new student into Morgan’s Prodigy ss Was he out of his mind?


    The Prodigy ss was the crème de crème of Parkside High School and the senior year was the most critical # word got out that <b>someone </b><b>had </b>pulled strings to get in, there would be an uproar among the pareres


    Faced with this dilemma, Morgan didn’t care about sparing Anthony’s feelings. He fan–out refused on the spot. “Look <b>why </b>don’t you ce Mirabe in another ss? The Prodigy ss is at full capacity, we can’t squeeze in another without affecting the current students.” Morgan said with a tone of finality.


    Anthony nced at Mirabe, feeling the awkwardness of the situation. This transfer student was someone the principal had personally <b>persuaded </b>toe over.


    Clearing his throat, Anthony <b>asked </b>Mirabe, “Could you please wait here for a moment?” He then shot Morgan a meaningful look and stepped outside the office.


    Morgan, frowning, followed him out.


    “Morgan, you-”


    Before Anthony could finish his plea, Morgan cut him off. “Sir, I get what you’re trying to say. The Prodigy ss is tull of top–tier students, the pride and joy of our school. We don’t need someone else dragging us down.”


    Anthony paused, taken aback. “No, Morgan, you <b>don’t </b>understand-”


    “Enough. Don’t bother. I won’t ept the transfer student.”


    Anthony’s patience was wearing thin. “For thest time, are you sure you won’t take her?”


    “No <b>way</b>!”


    Anthony chuckled out of frustration. “Well, don’te crying to meter!”


    Morgan’s brow twitched at the remark, but he scoffed in return, “I won’t!”


    “Fine then.” Anthony took a deep breath, resigning himself to the situation.


    At that moment, Ate, the teacher who had escorted Mirabe to the office, noticed the tension and asked with a hint of suspicion, “What’s going on here?”


    With his irritation peaking. Anthony turned to Ate. “How about it? I’ve got a transfer student for you. Interested?” Ate, caught off–guard by Anthony’s sudden offer, blinked in confusion before collecting her thoughts. “A transter student? Could it be the one you mentioned at the meeting the other day, the one who aced the online exam?” “That’s the one!” Anthony’s eyes gleamed with determination. Without waiting for Ate’s opinion, he made the decision. “That settles it. Mirabe is now part of your experimental ss. She’s in the office right now. Miss Ate. please take her to your ss.”


    Parkside High, like other prestigious schools, had a hierarchy of sses. The Prodigy ss was the elite of the elite, followed by The Advanced ss, and finally, the regr sses, which still boasted above–average gradespared to other schools‘ top sses.


    The principal had initially intended for Mirabe to join the Prodigy ss. However, with Morgan’s staunch refusal Anthony had no choice but to ce her <b>in </b>The Advanced ss. It wasn’t the best ss but was still better than the regr ones.


    Ate, now saddled with the unexpected responsibility of a new student, was still a bit dazed. She felt a twinge of apprehension when she saw Morgan visibly rx next to her.