Despite how much she tried to hide it, the faint blush at the back of her ears was hard to miss, especially with his crazy high perception.
"So how was your division battle?" Atticus suddenly asked. He decided to change the topic because he knew well enough what would happen if he continued teasing her.
Just like him, every other first year had also battled each other. 'The tension in the classroom would definitely be intense,' Atticus couldn't help but comment.
The top 100 first years had battled each other. They were all in the same class, so seeing the person who was basically the cause of your loss would anger many. With the winner and loser both in the same class, confrontations would most definitely happen.
'The academy sure is cruel,' it was very obvious that many of them would be dissatisfied with themselves, and this particular set of people would most definitely cause fights to happen.
Hearing Atticus's question, Zoey stopped her brooding and turned to face him, her face showing a trace of reluctance.
"It was… easy," she paused when she got to the last word, as though she was trying to find the right word to use.
"Oooooo," Atticus hailed, "Miss Rank One," he teased while softly hitting Zoey on the arm.
But in the next instance, Atticus raised his hands up in surrender as he saw the intense stare Zoey had just shot him. "Alright, alright, I'll stop, I promise," Atticus recanted.
"Better," Zoey said curtly, causing Atticus to chuckle slightly in response.
"Hmm, I guess mine was also pretty easy. We only had to attack the…"
Just as Zoey was listening to what Atticus was saying, her attention was suddenly taken away by an extremely cute sigh that sounded in her head.
Zoey didn't even need to ponder about who had made that sound; there was only one person who could do that.
'What's wrong with you, Lumi?' Zoey inwardly asked her cute, petite spirit.
Lumindra didn't respond for a second, releasing another sigh in the next moment before responding,
'Oh, it's nothing. Don't mind this poor spirit,' Lumindra said in a very sad tone.
Hearing such a cute voice sounding sad would definitely earn the pity of anyone who heard it, making them want to do anything to make her feel better, but by now Zoey was already far too used to this petite spirit of hers.
Zoey inwardly rolled her eyes, releasing an exhale. Her spirit was just so dramatic!
'Lumi, I'm giving you a chance to speak now, don't you dar-' before Zoey could finish speaking, Lumindra's cute voice rang out, interrupting her,
'Oh, shut up! Both of you have been talking for a month now and you haven't even kissed. Not even a freaking peck! This has to be the slowest romance in the history of Eldoralth! What are you? Five!?' Lumindra's angry voice rang out, increasing in intensity as she spoke.
'But it's not my fault!' Zoey instantly defended herself, her tone becoming soft as she continued, 'He hasn't made any more moves after then,'
'That's because you refused the poor boy when he mustered up his courage and tried the first time. Of course he'd be reluctant to try again!' Lumi accused, and in the next instant, she suddenly suggested, her non existent lips curling up into a smile,
'You're going to have to be the one to make the move, Zoey,' Lumindra said firmly. It was clear in her tone that she wasn't joking.
But who was she speaking to?
"What!"
Zoey had been so shocked by Lumindra's suggestion that she slipped and unintentionally screamed out loud.
Then she suddenly realized where she was and instantly covered her mouth with her hands as though trying to take back her slip up.
She turned and saw Atticus staring at her confusedly. "Are you okay?" Atticus asked worriedly.
Zoey cutely cleared her throat, putting down her hands and trying to regain her composure. She responded, "I'm fine, sorry about that."
But seeing that Atticus continued staring at her with a raised eyebrow, clearly not believing her lie, Zoey nervously took her gaze away and started walking through the hallway.
Atticus stared at her retreating figure, his face still filled with confusion, wondering what was going through her mind.
Seeing that she kept walking with no indication of stopping, Atticus snapped out of his thoughts and quickly followed, catching up to her in a few seconds.
After that, Atticus once again decided to change the topic despite suspecting that there was something going on in her mind.
He continued his talk about the division battle, with Zoey also adding her own input as they walked, while also trying her very best to silence a particular petite fairy who wouldn't stop laughing.
After a few minutes, they both finally got to the front of the classroom. As soon as the door parted open for them, Atticus could already feel the intense tension in the room, but both he and Zoey completely ignored it as they entered the classroom together, their collective gazes neutral.
The soft chatter, angry stares, and even intense arguments that were going on in the classroom were abruptly snuffed out as the breathtaking figures of Atticus and Zoey entered the room.
This wasn't the first time they had entered the classroom together. Quite the contrary, for the last two weeks, they had been coming to the classroom together.
No matter how many times it happened, none of them had ever gotten used to it.
And every single time, everything that was happening inside the classroom would always come to an abrupt stop as each of the students turned towards Atticus and Zoey.
But neither of their expressions changed. They both continued walking confidently towards their seats, the scene resembling two godly couples walking together.
Atticus was already well-used to these stares. In all of these days that he had walked in with Zoey, it had always been the same: jealousy.