Chapter 1832

Drake trailed Debra into the lecture hall.

The students there shot him odd looks, puzzled by his creepy behavior.

The guys muttered, "Creep."

Drake didn't care. His eyes were glued to Debra.

She handed in her form at the registration desk and left.

"Hey, your form?" a volunteer asked, eyeing Drake suspiciously.

This guy had been sticking closely behind a beautiful girl. Sure, there were plenty of handsome guys and gorgeous girls among the freshmen every year, but this was a bit much.

Drake frowned. "What form?"

He had forgotten the whole freshman checklist.

"You from another school?" the volunteer asked, arms crossed. "Class? Admission letter?"

"This?" Drake pulled a letter from his bag.

The volunteer checked it. "Drake Sampson, overseas transfer?"

Drake was done wasting time. He needed to find Debra.

"You done?" he asked, impatient.

"Yeah. Well, no form needed for transfers," the volunteer replied, handing it back.

Drake turned to go, but the volunteer added, "You study finance, right? That girl is in your class." This content belongs to Find~Novel.net

Drake stopped, and he continued, "Textbooks are at Building 2#, third floor, Room 302."

Drake found it hard to believe, then brushed it off. No point struggling in a dream.

He strutted to Building #2.

Inside the classroom, students chatted about their old schools.

Drake paused at the door, spotting Debra at a glance. She was folding a paper bunny by the window, looking quiet and perfect in the sunlight.

Everyone else laughed and mingled, but she wasn't interested.

Drake walked in, as if drawn to something. He could wait for the dream to end and skip this college nonsense.

Yet there he was, pulling a chair next to her. He asked, "What are you folding?"

Debra jumped, her bunny slipping onto the desk. "It's you again."

Her flustered look then shifted to accusation. "You're following me."

"Look," he said, flashing his admission letter. "I'm your classmate, Debra."