A Love Trap

And then there was another seat next to a little fat boy.

The boy looked so much stronger than the rest of the kids in class. His face was chubby and somewhat cute.

"I'll sit there, teacher."

Fabio chose to sit next to a girl.

"Okay. You may take your seat."

However, Fabio did not notice the fat boy's stare of dissatisfaction as he took his seat.

After all the students were seated, the class began. The day's lesson only included simple mathematics and English letters.

It was very simple.

The lesson lasted for less than twenty minutes. After all, kids were hardwired to always be moving.

But for Fabio, he had already grasped the lesson when he was two years old, because of Richard.

Sometimes, when his brother worked out problems at home, he would read Richard's textbooks out of boredom and Richard was willing to teach him some basic knowledge.

Although Fabio already knew the lesson for the day, he did not sneak out of class and still listened to the teacher attentively.

After class, the teacher left the classroom, and everyone was free to play.

The little girl sitting next to Fabio, whose name was Betty, looked at him from time to time, but when their eyes met, she quickly withdrew her gaze.

At the same time, Betty's face flushed a bright red hue.

'How adorable he is!

I want to make friends with him, ' Betty thought to herself shyly.

She did not expect that Fabio would choose to sit next to her.

After catching her stealing glances several times, Fabio lost his patience. He turned around to face Betty and asked, "What's the matter?"

Although Fabio tried to be straight in saying something like that, he had underestimated his own ability to still look nice.

Betty was not scared of him. She actually found him somewhat cute, which made her stare at him longer and forget to reply.

be friends with you. My

she stammered.

her face blushed some more.

she waited

"Betty is my wife."

could reply, a stern voice

not!" Betty snapped at Bolton, her face burning with annoyance.

say you are my wife!" Bolton raised his voice at Betty. His

age of five, Bolton was

his hard

was not afraid

icy tone and was about to get up

to have a look around. Sitting in the classroom for a whole day was not

saw Fabio stand up, he threw back his head proudly like he

and asked, "Why don't you want to sit with me?

and replied in a flat voice, "I just like him better,

told, Bolton was very hateful.

and pulled Betty's braided hair and said, "You're

your wife! I don't want

at Bolton, her face bulging because of anger.

grasped her braid tighter.

because he thought

"Ouch! It hurts! Waaah!"

Bolton had hurt

Betty suddenly burst into tears when Bolton pulled her hair with too much

on Betty's hair. He obviously did not know what to do when

I'm sorry. Don't cry,

such a thing. He started panicking

"Bolton's making someone cry!"

beaten someone

kids in class began yelling and clamoring.

was no longer in the classroom, so

to get some fresh air, he heard

kids in kindergarten, but the girl who was talking to him earlier, was

cry. Fabio did

to Bolton and Betty. Then, he fixed his eyes on Betty who was now sitting on the floor