(Isabella)

Class came to an end with Calvin delivering another assignment. He shot me a knowing look, a silent reminder of his order.

Reluctantly rising to my feet, I began to follow him out of the classroom. Soon, he halted, and I wondered why he had stopped; he appeared to be doing nothing. The moment I caught up with him, he resumed walking, perfectly matching my pace. Was he actually waiting for me to catch up?

There was not a single word between us until we got to his office.

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