All five others in the dormitory were present.
Mia Ginger sat at her spot, playing on her computer. There was none of the confrontation she imagined would happen with Wren King upon her return; her face, pale as ever, bore no excess expression— as if she was completely unaware of the incident.
Windsor Myres frowned slightly and stepped over to sit in her own spot.
Wren King, having earned some money from her weekend part-time job, was in high spirits and fiddling with a few newly bought trinkets.
Camden River was a block of ice.
Mia Ginger didn’t like him, which made her a block of ice too.
Two blocks of ice, no matter what, could never be together.
Camden River had his pride; he couldn’t excessively court a girl. Facing someone like Mia Ginger, there was no way he could spark a flame.
She knew this well, so she wasn’t overly worried.
This block of ice, Camden River, would melt one day.
He might fall in love with the girl in front of him, even if he initially despised her.
Someone like him, if he fell in love, was bound to be whole-hearted.
But what about Windsor Myres?
How could someone like her be worthy of the excellent Camden River?
Just the thought of it made Tong Tong feel immense heartache, for her unrequited love and for the moonlight she had always cherished in her heart.
No matter what, she couldn’t let Camden River fall for this wicked woman.
Tong Tong got lost in thought, silently turning around, hugging her arms, and lying on the table, dazing out.
The dormitory fell silent for a brief moment.