shock and restlessness

The next day, she woke up with a lacklustre gaze, letting out a low sigh.

Just the previous night, it had snowed, the surroundings were peacefully quiet.

Maureen glanced at the window, the sky was still not bright, a small, grayish snow was still drifting.

She turned on her mobile phone and took a glance at the time—it was only six in the morning.

This was the first time she had less than five hours of sleep, Maureen felt light-headed and light-footed.

However, she wasn't able to fall back asleep.

She decided to go to the classroom to study first.

Carrying her books, Maureen felt her head floating in the air as she walked to the classroom under her umbrella.

There weren't many people in the school on Sunday, it was very quiet.

She got the keys from the class representative of the international class, directly unlocked the front door, and entered.