Meanwhile…
Asher was standing in front of the floor-to-length window inside the student council office. He held his hand behind him, staring at the students in the garden. Since he was the president of the student body, being here even when classes were about to resume wasn't new.
After all, Asher doesn't only focus on his own classes and tops them. He also had to manage his time and do some paperwork for the company, and then fulfill his duties as the president of the student council. He doesn't need to attend classes every day, though, unless it was important.
"That brat…" he let out a deep exhale, recalling his outburst last night. "I don't know if he is getting more mature or going backward since transferring school."
