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The shadow in her eyes vanished almost instantly, reced by a yful smirk. “So, you really don’t have to worry.”
Jean clearly intended to handle this on her own.
Winston picked up on that immediately.
He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on the girl in front of him-
He wasn’t sure when it happened, but Jean had started to show a kind of maturity and courage far beyond her age.
Back when Dominic’s ne crashed, she had rushed to Northara without hesitation…
And now, even in the face of such serious nder, she could still smile and insist on handling it alone..
—
“This isn’t your problem, so don’t get involved. And don’t tell Mom or the others. I’ll figure it out.”
Jean gave Winston a wink.
Winston pressed his lips into a thin line. He didn’t say anything more – just gave her a cold little wave, signaling that she could go back.
The students watching nearby were stunned.
<i>Wait</i>–what<i>? </i>
<i>Winston </i><i>was </i><i>just </i><i>letting </i><i>Jean </i><i>go</i><i>? </i>
<i>The </i><i>infamous campus </i><i>terror </i><i>said </i><i>a </i><i>few </i><i>words </i><i>to </i><i>Jean</i><i>… </i><i>and </i><i>that </i>was it?
<i>Seriously</i><i>? </i>
<i>So </i><i>Winston </i><i>had </i><ie </i><i>all </i><i>the </i><i>way </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>junior </i><i>high wing </i><b><i>just </i></b><i>to </i><i>talk </i>to <i>Jean</i><i>? </i>
<i>Do </i><i>they </i><i>know </i><i>each </i><i>other</i><i>? </i>
Now that they thought about it… they both had thest name Ginger…
But that had to be a coincidence, right?
Rumor had it Jean was just some teacher’s illegitimate daughter. There was no way she had anything to do with the prestigious Ginger family!
While the crowd stood frozen in their mix of shock, disappointment, confusion, and disbelief, Jean walked back to the ssroom door, expressionless.
She ignored the hostile starespletely and looked directly at Sofia.
“You… you okay?” Sofia stammered, still not quite sure what had just happened. “You and… Winston….?<b>” </b>
“Oh, I’ve seen him a few times before. We have a shared interest,” Jean said with a <b>sly </b>smile, clearly
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The second she said it, the students around them widened their eyes even more, brows knitting up tight.
<i>What </i>the hell<i>?! </i>
<i>She’s </i><i>not </i><i>joking</i>?
Jean… actually knows Winston? And they share a hobby
<i>Is </i><i>she </i><i>bluffing </i><i>or </i><i>delusional</i><i>? </i>
Even Sofia blinked in disbelief, her lips twitching as she stammered, “You guys… <b>a </b>shared interest…?”
Jean tilted her head but didn’t bother exining.
They yed the same game
that counted as a shared hobby, right?
Winston walked out of the academic building.
He chose a nearly empty path back to the high school wing one of those side routes most students didn’t take.
Too many people around and he’d attract attention.
He didn’t like being stared at.
As he walked, he pulled out his phone and tapped open a page he’d probably clicked a hundred times-
In the League of Legends app, Wingre’s avatar was still gray.
That guy hadn’t been online in ages.
People on the League forums had been talking nonstop about Wingretely, wondering if he had quit the game altogether.
Winston had thought about that too, from time to time
<i>Had </i><i>that </i><i>guy </i><i>really </i><i>stopped </i><i>ying </i><i>League</i><i>? </i>志
But that was all he did think about it. Nothing more.
–
He closed the app and turned off his screen.
Most people and things in life were fleeting illusions to him- like mist in the mirror, vanishing the moment you tried to grasp them. Why should he care about some gamer..
Even if that gamer had beaten him once.
Even if he was different from the rest.
Winston didn’t let his thoughts go any further.
His face remained cold as ice, showing no emotion.
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The second she said it, the students around them widened their eyes even more, brows knitting up tight:
<i>What </i>the hell<i>?! </i>
<i>She’s </i><i>not </i><i>joking</i><i>? </i>
Jean… actually knows Winston? And they share a hobby
<i>Is </i><i>she </i>bluffing <i>or </i><i>delusional</i><i>? </i>
Even Sofia blinked in disbelief, her lips twitching as she stammered, “You guys… a shared interest…?”
Jean tilted her head but didn’t bother exining.
They yed the same game that counted as a shared hobby, right?
–
Winston walked out of the academic building.
–
He chose a nearly empty path back to the high school wing one of those side routes most students didn’t take.
Too many people around and he’d attract attention.
He didn’t like being stared at.
As he walked, he pulled out his phone and tapped open a page he’d probably clicked a hundred times-
In the League of Legends app, Wingre’s avatar was still gray.
That guy hadn’t been online in ages.
People on the League forums had been talking nonstop about Wingretely, wondering if he had quit the game altogether.
Winston had thought about that too, from time to time
<i>Had </i><i>that guy </i><i>really </i><i>stopped </i><i>ying </i><i>League</i><i>? </i>
But that was all he did
–
think about it. Nothing more.
He closed the app and turned off his screen.
Most people and things in life were fleeting illusions to him – like mist in the mirror, vanishing the moment you tried to grasp them. Why should he care about some gamer..
Even if that gamer had beaten him once.
Even if he was different from the rest.
Winston didn’t let his thoughts go any further.
His <b>face </b>remained cold as ice<b>, </b>showing no emotion.
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He slipped his phone back into his pocket and walked forward, silent as wind.
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