Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 306

The next morning. Ava came to the school as usual, carrying her books and taking a seat in the fifth row of the multimedia

classroom

Dressed in a white dress, her hair tied up high in a ponytail, she exuded a pure and ethereal charm. Her exquisite figure was perfectly proportioned, drawing the attention of many boys around her, along with hushed whispers. The scene from last night must have been unforgettable for many, especially since they were in the same department.

Gossip was never in short supply, and that was something that could not be changed. People were naturally curious, which was understandable.

Ava paid no mund to the probing gazes around her, while Alex, her drowsy body dragged along by Ava’s successive calls, made her way to the classroom.

With crumbs from her hurried breakfast stuck to her mouth, nearly choking, Ava noticed Alex’s struggling red face and handed her a bottle of soda water at once, saying, “Take a sip quickly. I told you to get up early. Why did you have to linger in bed for another five minutes?”

Alex took a big gulp of soda water, finished half of the bottle, and finally brought herself back from the brink. “Ah… that’s refreshing. Why did you insist on dragging me to your graduate class? It’s not easy for me as an undergraduate, you know?”

The lecture today was given by the strictest professor in the Computer Science Department at Sapphire City University. He was ruthless in his teaching methods. Any lateness or absence in his class would not only result in failing the course but also facing penalties that make you cynical.

In the computer science department, the professor’s penalties for students were not trivial, like standing outside the classroom or copying texts. His methods were much more creative.

He would ask the punished students to write a certain amount of code for the day and expect the students to express their attitude of admitting the mistake through coding, continuing until they genuinely felt to acknowledge it. However, the true state of admitting one’s mistake through coding was something needed to personally comprehend, and this was precisely what made students fearful, as there was simply no way to grasp it.

A girl from the back row had attended the masquerade party the previous night and had witnessed the scene between Ava and Frank. Curious, she leaned forward and asked, “Hey, Ava, was that your ex last night? He’s really cute. Why did you break up? Did he initiate the breakup last night?”

The girl was full of gossip, hoping Ava’s answer would align with her assumptions that Ava was the one who got dumped

Alex, who knew the inside story, was displeased with these questions. Ava had a failed crush, and she cried so sadly that day Such questions could be kept in mind without needing to be spoken aloud. Asking the person involved was crossing a line, like rubbing salt in the wounds.

Alex gave the girl from the back row a disdainful look. “Is it any of your business?”

The girl was annoyed. “Did I ask you? I’m asking Ava. Do you have any problem? Ava did not even say anything” Then she continued with a mutter. “Such a queer.”

Alex had always been straightforward. She liked what she liked and disliked what she disliked. She would not cater to anyone except Ava. “It does concern me. Any issues with that? Your parents must be great scientists to create such a failure like you”

Their argument started, and the girl from the back row was not a pushover “Hey, who do you think you are! Take some meds to treat your madness. You’re just a flatterer who keeps trying to please Ava, following her everywhere”

Everyone at school knew Ava had a good relationship with Alex, a tomboy-like student

Upon hearing this, Ava felt uncomfortable. While arguing was one thing, resorting to insults was a matter of character Besides, what Alex wore was her own choice. “And what about your behavior? Are you a paparazzo? My business seems to have nothing to do with you. Do you need me to explain the word ‘privacy’ to you? It’s impolite to excessively pry into others’ matters. I’m educating you now since I believe your parents never told you that. No need to thank me

“Plus, Alex is my friend, please respect her.”

Ava rarely got angry, especially in public. Everyone had limits, and if one crossed the line, one could not blame them for getting angry.

The girl in the back seat sat down discontentedly and muttered to herself, “What’s so special about your You are just desperate. My guess is you either got dumped or failed at pursuing him

Alex picked up a book and slammed it onto the desk behind her “Enjoy being a bitch, huh? If you think you’re not ugly enough now, I don’t mind helping you with a fight”

Alex’s irritation quickly flared up, and Ava was not pleased either Does it concern you whether I succeeded in pursuSING someone or not? Your current behavior is truly embarrassing your parents”

“You…”

argument, a male classmate sat down next to Ava, causing a gust of wind with his naklen

girl who had been ready to

wore a white T-shirt, layering with a white base pattern, and a light black striped shirt. The slender long legs wrapped

cap pressed down low, while a black mask covered the entire face. He looked like a star

an entrance

skin, firm muscles, and a strong

the guy who had sat down beside them. Before long, the professor entered

hair, and the traces of time were visible in his eyes. The professor gently placed the books on the table, opened the computer,

cap. Out of goodwill, she leaned over and whispered. “Hey, buddy, let me tell you, this professor can be quite strict. Don’t be fooled by his gentle appearance.

advice. If you don’t want to struggle yourself to death with coding, I suggest you take off your

was not as nosy, and she did not even look to her left. She calmly opened her book, ready to take notes in

gear while my mood is still good now.” The professor reminded the

his slender hand to remove his cap and then took off his mask. As the mask came off. Alex was

elbow bumped several times into the side of Ava, who turned her head with a puzzled expression “What are you doing? I’m

silent, merely lifting her chin and gesturing

an extraordinarily

could be heard once again from the lectern. It seemed that he was indeed in a good mood today. “Quite a handsome young fellow. Why are you hiding such

Don’t wear

my

class”

a polite smile towards the professor, saying. “Understood, professor. I’m just afraid my

a

silent, slightly furrowing her brows as she looked at the guy. A sudden

her face as she explained to Alex with her eyes. “I really did not

She already found the guy attractive when she first saw him, and now he looked even more dashing. She thought to

his relationship with Ava? As long as they were not together, there was always a chance for her. With that thought in mind,

your

from his pocket and wiped the spot where his shoulder had been touched. He lightly tapped

his series of actions. The look of disdain on his face was apparent. Ava made her look away after a moment, telling herself

head, the guy addressed the girl behind him “Are your parents in the business of home-wrecking” The girl did not understand. What did he mean? Did he want to know about her family? Her mother ran a training center, and her father was a construction contractor. Her family’s financial situation was quite good. “Well, my mother is…” Of course, Alex was familiar with this guy. She was satisfied with his move just now,

response, the girl at the back stomped her foot in

and the pain caused her to frown She leaned in and whispered with a lowered

stay clear-headed I’m afraid you’ll

to herself. “This guy is too fucking attractive and even his teasing is so

hushed voire “You used too much force. It

retorted, saying. “If I don’t use force, you won’t

did not reply but thought to herself. “But I don’t have to torture

thought they were speaking in low voices and forgot that the guy

casually leaned to the side, exuding a vibe of nonchalance. One hand supported his face, and he gazed at Ava, who did not dare to look back. He found her particularly adorable. He slightly swiped the corner of his lips with his tongue, adding a hint of roguishness, and lowered his voice, saying, “You still have not answered my question from