Chapter 40

John tapped on the desk. "Alright, let's stop the chatter. Our new classmate has just arrived, so let's all be welcoming." "No problem, Mr. Everton," the students responded respectfully. No one opposed him. Pointing to an empty seat, John instructed Lily, "You can sit next to Anya Mosley for now." Lily followed his gesture and looked toward the girl he indicated. With bouncing pigtails and a gentle demeanor, the girl exuded an air of cuteness. Lily nodded and walked over directly. She found her seat by the window quite pleasant. With a languid air, she tossed her books carelessly onto the table and draped her school uniform over her chair. Leaning back in her seat, she became unabashedly engrossed in her phone. John watched Lily play on her phone. He was about to call her out, but seeing her cold expression and unapproachable demeanor, he decided not to say anything. Despite her slender frame and average background, one might expect her to be easier to get along with than those