To avoid attracting attention, the class teacher specifically called for Zhou Xitong after school in the afternoon.
Zhou Xitong followed behind the teacher, heading towards the principal's office.
Her eyebrows were tightly knit together, and her heart was fraught with anxiety.
"Why have you called me? What's the matter?"
Zhou Xitong asked coldly, yet prayed inwardly that it was for some other reason.
The class teacher sighed as she looked at her, then comfortingly responded,
"The principal wants to understand a situation, don't be nervous, just tell the truth about what's happening."
Zhou Xitong's heart hung suspended in her chest, she clenched her teeth, and her lower abdomen throbbed with dull pain.
The class teacher saw Zhou Xitong with her head held high yet appearing somewhat fearful and felt that, after all, she was still young and had simply strayed at one point.
