During the six months she had spent by his side, she had never seen him distracted in class. Even when she arrived, he would ignore her as long as he was doing homework or in the midst of lessons.
Sigrun approached him in delight.
"Ian, here, I bought you a drink." She took out a bottle of mineral water from one of his favorite brands.
"Mmm-hmm, just leave it there."
Before she knew it, Ian retracted his gaze as the distant look he usually had returned. It felt as if the gaze he threw Sigrun earlier was nothing but an illusion, causing her to feel disappointed.
Nonetheless, she quickly regained her composure as if nothing had happened. Taking out her notebook, she planned to do her homework while keeping him company.
"Ian?"
Suddenly, someone shouted outside the classroom.
Startled by the voice, Sigrun looked up and noticed that Ian had gotten to his feet and hurried outside.
"What's wrong?"
"Ian, t-the teacher wants to evaluate me, saying that I'm a transfer student. Only with the evaluation test results can they decide which grade to place me in. After taking a look, I realize it's mostly in... French."
Filled with dismay, Susan had arrived with her backpack while clutching the test paper. She hung her head so low in embarrassment that it seemed to be buried in her chest.
She had started out confident due to her being a top student at the University of Pollerton.
Unfortunately, her ignorance of many French professional terms disheartened her, let alone the accounting knowledge required of her.
After skimming through it, Ian led her into the classroom.
"Sit here."
"Oh, okay."
As she took her seat, Susan gave Sigrun an apologetic look.
A few minutes later, both of them went through the test paper together. Observing them by the side, Sigrun suddenly realized the usually aloof Ian was especially gentle and patient when it came to explaining Susan's test to her.
"Do you understand now?”
"Mmm-hmm, I got it. What about this?"
"Let me take a look."
They spent half an hour of recess working on the paper.
By the time Susan left, her mood had brightened up. As she put her test paper away and put on her backpack, she smiled vibrantly at Ian.
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