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Hope followed him absentmindedly as she listened to his chatter.

Practically, this boy had turned into some kind of tour guide who started giving Hope a roundabout on every part of this school. 

Honestly, Hope didn't think that she would be able to remember all of it, but she kept quiet during the entire journey to the first floor again. 

"You know, you are so quiet for a girl." The boy suddenly turned around to face Hope. His lips were slightly pursed as his hazel eyes scrutinized the girl before him. 

If it wasn't for Hope's good reflexes, she would have bumped into him and created a dramatic scene. Gladly, she stopped before any of that could happen. 

"Maybe it is you, who like to talk too much." Hope crossed her arms while glaring at the boy whose name was still unknown.