Andria's POV
Aven studied the female, and just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, another student got up.
"I heard that the students are rogues. I doubt they have good families. The wicked bullies got what they deserved," the pink-haired female stated, winking at Aven.
"As I said before, the issue has been sorted out, but we won't be throwing a party again," Aven said flatly.
There were grunts and groans, most of them disapproving of the decision.
"You can't be serious, we often look forward to such parties," the pink-haired student said, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly.
Aven ignored her words and walked straight to his seat.
Just as the whispers were about to die down, Liara walked into the class.
But this time around, she didn't walk in alone; she took Tricia and Alexa along.
"What in the hell is going on here?" Becca whispered.
"Let's see," I giggled.
"Seems like Miss royalty can't survive a session without her friends," Arlo blurted out loud.
