"The lectern is yours. You teach." "Who's that?"
Aiden heard people whispering nearby. "He's a cripple... but pretty handsome!"
The voices grew noisier, and the students who had been asleep gradually woke up. Those who still hadn't woken were shaken awake by their friends to watch the excitement.
"That's Iver Moriarty!"
Someone clearly called out Iver's name. "The great detective who was in the Glass Staircase Newspaper a few days ago!"
More people heard the name and suddenly understood, nodding in agreement.
After all, he was Hai Na's partner. It was perfectly normal for her to bring him along.
Still, some people looked down on this old-man-like hobby. "Huh? You read newspapers?"
"...Moriarty? Is he Professor Moriarty's son?"
Some people keenly noticed Iver's surname.
"It's him, the 'heartthrob' Moriarty!"
Clearly, Aiden wasn't the only one who remembered Iver.
The only person concerned about Iver's condition was a worried-looking girl. "His leg..."
Others began discussing Hai Na's unprecedented, almost "careful and protective," attitude toward him. "Could it be that Hai Na doesn't accept Arun because she already has a boyfriend?"
Probably not. Iver doesn't look like the kind of person who would date Hai Na...
Aiden said to himself.
Of course he knew the person before him. He had recognized him at a glance.
Without a doubt, this was Iver Moriarty, his classmate from middle school!
Even back in middle school, Iver had always easily become the center of attention.
He was just like Hai Na now—warm, cheerful, gentle, and kind, always thinking of others. But unlike Hai Na, he didn't even have the flaw people criticized most about her: her "background."
Iver came from a Founding Family. Although he was only an adopted son... since his father had no descendants of his own, an adopted son was actually not much