Without offering a single word of argument, Qiao Meixia calmly gathered her books, pens, and notebook, intending to smoothly relocate to the empty desk beside her. However, before she could even stand up completely from her chair, the boy had already reached out, pulled out the chair at the empty desk next to her, and sat down instead.
Qiao Meixia blinked once in quiet confusion at his erratic behaviour. A moment later, seeing that he had claimed the adjacent desk, she simply sat back down in her original seat by the window without uttering another word.
The classroom lesson resumed as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. No one dared to whisper or speak out of turn again until the teacher finally concluded the lecture and walked out of the classroom doors.
The exact moment the teacher's figure disappeared down the hallway, almost every single student in the room instinctively turned their heads to glance toward the boy sitting directly beside Qiao Meixia.
