Abigail Green glanced sideways at Wilson Jasper and took out a textbook from her shoulder bag.
Wilson looked a bit angry. "Classmate, you really can't sit here."
"Why don't you sit over here?" Ralf Harvey kindly suggested, pointing to another empty seat, after all, she was a pretty girl.
Abigail didn't move.
Just then, Lena Locke walked in, tardy as usual. At first sight of Abigail locked in a stalemate with Wilson, she rushed over like an enraged rooster. "Don't you understand human language? You can't sit there!"
Celia Agatha, who followed Lena, also looked at Abigail with dissatisfaction.
Master Hudson then got up and stood behind the two girls, clearly backing them up.
Nevertheless, Abigail remained still, nonchalantly observing the crowd.