On campus.
Beneath the trees.
A boy held a girl's hand and said:
"Ning Yunyu, I have something to tell you."
The girl blushed, lowered her head, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I-"
"Shut up."
Both looked up at once.
A young man was crouched in a tree, his expression stern as he barked:
"This is school, not your home. Don't come here to fool around!"
The boy snapped in embarrassment and anger, "Who are you? What gives you the right to interfere?"
"I'm a new transfer student, and the moment I arrive, I see you two getting all lovey-dovey here. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Is this what your parents sent you to school for?"
The young man sneered.
The boy was only fifteen or sixteen, after all. Intimidated by his presence, he couldn't help protesting:
"Isn't falling in love perfectly normal? The school even encourages us to make friends-you're a stranger. Why are you interfering?"
The young man froze for a moment.
Is your world really this liberal?
Riiing!
The bell rang for class.
"You three, get to class!"
A teacher stood beside the path and called loudly to the three of them.
A few minutes later.
The teacher led the young man into the classroom.
"Sit over there. Your deskmate is our finest Spacetime Mage-learn from her."
Shen Ye walked over and sat beside Ning Yunyu.
A Spacetime Mage?
I never noticed.
But the person he had interacted with hadn't actually been the real her, so it was perfectly normal that he hadn't known her original profession.
Ning Yunyu was still a young girl at this point, and she stole glances at him.
"Sorry for interrupting that guy's declaration of love."
As soon as class began, Shen Ye passed her a note.
Ning Yunyu read it,