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DEAN'S POV

When Isabelle finally showed up in class she talked to Vina and I saw her talking to my former seat partner, I think she's asking for permission to change back. She sat besides me and ignored me. It didn't make much of a difference because I wasn't planning on talking to her.

Unfortunately for both if us, we had Mr. Robin first period. The annoying Math teacher that took her away from me in the first place.

Away from you?

My subconscious mocks my choice of words and I admit, he is right. She was never with me, why am I even thinking of this?

I sighed in frustration as every student in the class greeted Mr. Robin. For some reason, I gave him a cold glare.

And of course the man notices Isabelle sitting besides me and frowns. "Isabelle, you're back with Dean?"

The way he said it was as if we were dating before. Now thanks to him, I'm imagining dating Isabelle. Gross!

"I like it here and Mandy..." Isabelle pointed to my former seat partner, Maddie.

"Maddie!" She corrected.

Isabelle rolled her eyes. "Yeah and Maddie, likes it there." She smiled and faced Mr. Robin.

I've learnt one new thing about Isabelle, she's rude. I know she talks too much, she's childish, she's dull and she's rude. What else is new?

Mr. Robin dismissed her and started a new topic. I watched as Isabelle played with her hair and kept blinking to fight sleep. I found it quite... amusing? The only time I got annoyed was when she started tapping repeatedly on the desk.

"Isabelle!" Some guy whispered from the back. Isabelle looked back to face him. "What?" She whispered so Mr. Robin won't hear her.

"Stop tapping!"

"Mind your own damn business!" She huffed and faced Mr. Robin. She continued tapping when she almost dosed off.

See what I said? Rude.

"Stop tapping." I whispered to her, it was really annoying.

Isabelle looked around before facing me. "Are you sure no one heard you? I thought you don't like people hearing or seeing you speak."

"Just stop tapping." I said. I didn't get why she was suddenly angry with me.

She ignored me and continued tapping only this time, it was louder. "Isabelle..." I said her name in a warning tone. I'm not going to do anything to her but she's really getting on my nerves.

"Stop it."

She ignored me and faced Mr. Robin pretending to listen to him. At least now, she stopped tapping but I was getting worried.

"Why are you angry with me?" I had to ask, the way she's ignoring me is frustrating.

"What did I do?" I made sure that no one was looking at us but more importantly, I made sure that no one was looking at me.

"Isabelle..." I shook her arm but she just brushed my hands away.

"Isa-"

"Isabelle!" Mr. Robin yelled.

She jolted up in surprise. "W-what?"

"Stop disturbing my class!"

Isabelle's mouth hung open as she searched for words to say. "I-I-I wasn't! It was him!" She said pointing to me.

Mr. Robin rolled his eyes. "Yeah right." He said and the whole class burst into laughter no one believed her, not even Vina. I'm not so sure if I believed her myself.

Isabelle mumbled a few curses under her breath while I tried to hold back my laughter and stop myself from smiling. She just got blamed for something I did but I didn't care, it was funny.

Mr. Robin went back to his lesson but I couldn't concentrate since Isabelle was tearing a paper from the back of her note, she brought out her pen and began writing. So she's serious about the learning stuff?

I thought she was finally taking notes from the class but when she pushed the paper in front of me to see, it was a letter... to me?

Dear Mr. Silent,

i hate you. you know I do. But that's not the point. That's not the point i'm writing this, Letter. If you want, To talk to me. Do it openly. Not secretly I hate it.

Your seat partner.

Izzie ❤.

I eyed the letter that was badly writing. Full stops, commas, capitalization are all in the wrong places. Maybe she does need help in English, not my help but she needs help.

And what makes her think that I want to talk to her? That's the last thing that I want to do. What's the need to shorten her name and draw a heart after it? What's the need to even write a letter in the first place?

Mimicking her stupidity, I brought out my pen and replied her 'letter' but I wasn't writing a letter, just a note.

Three words 'Izzie', I don't care.

A/N

Cliffhanger!

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