Arthur turned to his friend who had already stood up and approached him. "How did you do?" She asked as she leaned next to his table.
The rest of the students watched that scene with their mouths hanging open. They could not believe Isla would be that close to someone, let alone a guy.
'If I was in his place, being looked at by her from up close… I don't think I will be able to keep a straight face.'
'Lucky bastard!!!'
'Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!'
'I'm going to use dark magic on him and curse him!'
Naturally, the male students were cursing Arthur to high hell from all angles. They could not believe someone could be that lucky in life and still get away with it. Their jealousy was slowly turning into hatred without them realizing it.