The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 406

Chapter 406: let’s go together
The exam went smoothly.

It’s hard to find anything that doesn’t go smoothly for Sam these days.

Any knowledge that passes through his eyes can be quickly digested, understood, and retained with long-lasting clarity.

The boost in intelligence has its perks, enough to change the fate of an ordinary person. But for Sam, these things no longer bring much surprise.

After finishing the exam, Sam put down his pen, once again the first in the class to complete it. Many classmates were no longer surprised by this.

Sam’s grades used to be average, and his sudden leap in performance took some getting used to. But now, it was seen as a normal “awakening” that happens to boys in high school.

Stepping out of the classroom, it was still snowing outside.

Despite the gloomy weather, the excitement of the approaching holiday was palpable.

Even though exams weren’t over, many classrooms were already buzzing with noise.

But none of this concerned Sam. On the last day of the term, he naturally headed towards the club room.

The familiar Room 103.

Standing at the door, Sam tilted his head slightly, seeing the other club rooms already bustling with people.

Exchanging greetings, wishing each other a Merry Christmas in advance.

“Sam, Merry Christmas!”

A girl with thick glasses, blushing, waved vigorously from a distance, as if she had spotted a celebrity.

Sam smiled.

“Merry Christmas.”

He didn’t know who she was, but she knew his name.

After greeting her, Sam opened the door and walked into Room 103.

From a distance, he heard the girl’s excited voice.

“Oh my god, Sam said Merry Christmas to me! I’m so lucky!”

But, was Sam really worth such anticipation?

Sam closed the door behind him.

The room was as quiet as ever, but not empty.

There was a girl, perfectly in harmony with the environment—Sophie.

She sat in her usual spot, holding a familiar book.

“Why is it just you?”

Sam put down his bag and sat across from her. Even though there were only two of them, sitting right next to her wasn’t a good choice.

After all, human interaction isn’t just about getting close; sometimes maintaining a distance is also a way to preserve beauty.

Moreover, this angle was perfect, allowing him to see Sophie’s delicate face, her hair slightly falling, partially covering her profile.

Sophie looked up at Sam.

“If you want to find someone else, just wait at the door. No need to come in here.”

Her words were still sharp, but her tone was noticeably softer than before.

Yet, Sam could still sense a bit of awkwardness in her words.

How to put it?

It was like she wanted to show her friendly and gentle side, but habit and pride stopped her attempts.

But, it was kind of cute.

Sam just smiled at her.

“If I wait at the door, I won’t see you.”

Sophie looked at Sam. Her eyes showed a hint of shyness, and her pink cheeks betrayed her thoughts.

She seemed a bit annoyed, as if displeased that Sam could so easily say such heart-fluttering words.

“Stop saying things like that to me,” she couldn’t help but say.

Sam smiled at her.

“Why? You don’t like hearing it?”

“Of course I don’t.”

Sophie wanted to make it clear that she wasn’t someone who could be swayed by sweet talk.

Sam chuckled.

“That’s because you’re not used to it. If I say it more often, you’ll get used to it and start liking it.”

“What nonsense…”

“This is the Sam’s exclusive social guide.”

“Womanizer…”

She muttered softly.

Then she turned her attention back to her book, trying to focus on reading to distract herself.

Sam didn’t continue chatting with Sophie, and the club room fell silent.

The only sounds were the turning of pages and their shallow breaths.

Sam looked at his phone, tapping the screen occasionally.

Sophie stole glances at him, seeing the boy sometimes smile, sometimes look serious.

Who was he texting?

So happy… it must be Angel, right?

Who else could it be?

Only that girl could make him show so many expressions.

But maybe there were others. After all, his relationships were so complicated, surrounded by so many beautiful girls…

Wait.

What was she thinking?

Why was she suddenly thinking about these things?

Thinking about these things made Sophie feel like a teenage girl with a crush, watching her popular crush surrounded by girls, only able to secretly watch from the corner.

It was terrible.

Sophie’s emotions became chaotic.

She couldn’t focus on her book, even though the words were familiar. She couldn’t string them together into coherent sentences.

Her attention was inexplicably drawn to the boy across from her. She picked up her book, but she couldn’t control herself.

Sophie didn’t realize it.

Except for the serious time during the exam, she had been frequently thinking about this boy named Sam lately.

His face, his words, like shells washed up on the shore, appearing uncontrollably.

Then she would think.

This was a path they walked together, a tree they saw together, words he said.

Even a familiar voice…

It was really terrible.

She finally gave up.

She closed her book, put it in her bag, and stood up.

“Are you leaving?” Sam looked up and asked.

Sophie turned her head slightly, avoiding Sam’s eyes.

“Yeah.”

“Wait a minute, let’s go together.”

Sam stood up too.

Sophie hesitated, then frowned.

“Aren’t you waiting for them?”

Sam smiled at her.

“Why does it sound like I came here just to wait for them?”

“Isn’t that the case?”

“Can’t I be here to see you? After all, this seems to be the place where I can reliably find Sophie.”

“What do you mean, find me… You… do whatever you want.”

Sophie wanted to argue instinctively.

But she restrained herself.

She could feel herself changing subtly because of this boy.

But… was change really bad? Why… didn’t she dislike it?

They walked out of the club room building together.

Sam looked at the gloomy sky, the snow falling.

“Your clothes seem a bit thin. Are you cold?”

Sophie frowned.

“No.”

“Then why is your body shaking?”

Sophie wrinkled her nose.

“I’m fine. You should go ahead.”

But Sam had already taken off his coat and draped it over Sophie.

This made Sophie pause. She instinctively stepped back and looked at Sam.

She saw the boy’s smiling face.

Like the only light in the cloudy weather.

“Let’s go, together.”

“Aren’t you afraid Angel will see?” Sophie asked.

Sam smiled brightly.

“We’ll deal with it if she does. Don’t overthink it. If I’m not afraid, why should you be? Are you really that scared?”

At times like this, a bit of reverse psychology worked wonders on her.

But… this time, Sophie didn’t move.

She looked at Sam, her eyes filled with an indescribable struggle.

“Sam… if you give me your coat, you’ll catch a cold.”

Sam listened to her words and just smiled.

“Does it really matter? If one of us has to catch a cold, I’d rather it be me than you.”