"A little lamb!" Sylvan Cheney knew her personality well; if no one stood up for her, she wouldn't cause trouble on her own. "Let's go. From now on, when you're at school, I'll follow you."
Jasmine Yale leaned into his embrace.
Having him by her side made her feel much more at ease.
The two girls were stuck in place, their eyes filled with resentment, jealousy, but more so, shock.
Why does a woman with such a dubious reputation have such a handsome boyfriend? It's completely unfair.
Jasmine Yale knew they were her classmates in the same department, but they had little interaction, so she didn't greet them.
Sylvan Cheney wrapped his arm around Jasmine Yale's waist, turned with her, and walked back together.
The two girls watched their backs with anger in their hearts.
The sun was shining beautifully.
A gentle breeze blew by, filling Jasmine Yale's heart with a sweetness like honey.
