The night was quiet and the surroundings were dead silent.
Just then, there were cheers coming from the boys in the dormitory. Someone was shouting from downstairs. “I like you, Robert Ares!”
The commotion awakened all the boys in the building.
They opened the window and looked at the girl downstairs who was confessing her feelings.
The girl had placed a lot of candles on the lawn. The candles were arranged in a big heart shape while the girl stood in the center of it. After confessing her feelings to Baby Robbie, she started playing the guitar.
Robert’s roommate pulled him up from his sleep, and he drowsily looked at the girl who was confessing to him. He was not at all surprised but looked extremely annoyed instead. Then, he said somewhat mercilessly, “How dumb.”
The girl downstairs blushed as she confessed, “I like you, Robert. Ever since the first time I saw you when you entered the academy, I started liking you at first sight. I hope you’ll agree to be my boyfriend.”
Robert was usually someone with a good temper but he was an entirely different person after getting woken up so abruptly from his sleep. He irritably replied to her, “Is there something wrong with that brain of yours? Go to the hospital and get treated if there is. Don’t come here to mess with me.”
A group of boys cheered and applauded.
The girl initially thought that since Baby Robbie had such a gentle and harmless character, there would be no harm even if her confession did not result in anything. However, it was obvious that Baby Robbie’s reaction had caused everyone around her to laugh at her wantonly.
The girl was very sad and started crying embarrassedly.
This incident shocked the instructor, and Ms. Cornelius bravely walked toward the girl while wearing a camouflage uniform and a military cap.
Upon being humiliated by Baby Robbie, the girl turned around and threw herself into Whitney’s arms, crying her eyes out.
Robert looked suspiciously at Whitney, who had a change in attitude. Coincidentally, Whitney also glanced at Robert, her gaze carrying hazy affection. As if he was stung by a bee, Robert quickly hid behind his roommates.
“Is Ms. Cornelius looking at me?” Robert asked his roommate.
“Stop overthinking. Ms. Cornelius is a teacher with noble moral conduct. She’ll never lay her hands on underaged teenagers. But I’m different from you since I’m already 18,” said his roommate with a smug look on his face.
Baby Robbie looked at his face and pinched it, asking, “Looking at what a scoundrel you are, do you really like her?”
His roommate said, “Are you asking a dumb question? Ms. Cornelius is the dream woman for many of us boys. Not only is she beautiful but she’s excellent in combat skills as well. Plus, she’s not as delicate and pretentious as other women.”
Robert showed a disdainful look on his face. “You like the tigress? Are you some sort of masochist?”
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