The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 86

That woman is crazy
Sam and Sophie quickly stood up, straightened their slightly disheveled clothes, and then sat down on the chairs.

Isabella, still wore a smile on her face.

“Although our school doesn’t explicitly forbid campus romance, you should still be a bit mindful of its impact. Avoid doing overly intimate things in the school classrooms. You could go to a nearby hotel instead. If money is an issue, I could lend you some,” she said teasingly.

Sam ran his fingers through his hair, not responding immediately. Sophie, who was not far away, glared at Isabella with eyes wide in anger.

“Stop spouting nonsense. Who’s in a relationship with him? Can’t we talk about something serious?” Sophie was visibly upset, more so than she expected to be over Sam.

It was his unwelcome joke that had sparked her ire. She thought to herself how ridiculous it was to get upset over something so trivial—if it hadn’t been for him, she wouldn’t have been embarrassed.

She had always said that this boy was trouble…no, that being near any man spelled misfortune! Sophie reminded herself of this belief once more.

Isabella, still smiling, said, “I think Sam is quite outstanding, and handsome too. Why do you dislike him so much?”

Sophie’s expression was frosty. “Are you going to talk about something serious or not? If not, I’ll be leaving.”

That was the kind of girl Sophie was—never one to indulge others, and quick to leave in displeasure without concern for whether it was appropriate or polite.

Isabella calmly took a sip of her coffee.

Yes, there was coffee here.

The activity classroom was even equipped with a kettle and cola.

What club activity room? It seemed more like Isabella had created a personal lounge tailored to her own tastes.

“Don’t rush; I was just about to get to it. Today is our club’s first official meeting, so we’re here to align our thoughts. I wanted to ask you all what you think constitutes the ultimate goal for humanity,” she said.

Isabella first looked at Sam, as they had previously discussed this topic.

Looking at Isabella, who appeared gentle and elegant with a mature charm, Sam lazily answered, “Didn’t we already talk about this… Challenging oneself to learn in all areas, aiming for self-improvement. The more knowledge you acquire and the better you perform, the closer you get to what you might call the ultimate goal.”

Isabella nodded approvingly. “Very well. And what about you, Sophie? What do you think?”

Sophie slightly furrowed her brows, seemingly annoyed by Isabella’s homework-assigning demeanor. After all, Isabella was only a year older than herself, and it was debatable who was more mature mentally.

However, Sophie felt it necessary to answer the question. She lifted her head and said, “The true pinnacle of humanity should be achieving things in various fields that most, if not all, people cannot achieve. That’s what I consider the ultimate. Otherwise, it’s just child’s play.”

Isabella couldn’t help but laugh. “If you think we’re just playing house, why join us?”

Sophie replied with a hint of resignation, “Do you think I wanted to? It was a choice made without options.”

Isabella poked Sam’s arm teasingly. “See, Sophie is more enlightened than both of us.”

Sam sighed helplessly. “Don’t make it hard for me. I’m just a regular student, not aiming to be a superhero. That’s enough.”

Isabella frowned slightly. “How can one lack such aspiration? And you two, so beautiful and so unique, would it not be a waste to only do what ordinary people do?”

Sam rested his cheek in his hand. “So, Isabella, what exactly do you want to do?”

Isabella stood up with a commanding presence, looking down at Sophie and Sam. “I’ve decided. Tomorrow is Saturday. So, tomorrow will be our club activity day. We’ll meet at the school gate and then embark on our first team action!”

“What action requires taking up my weekend?” Sophie asked, clearly dissatisfied.

Clearly, she didn’t take the so-called club seriously, preferring to sleep at home rather than waste time on pointless, juvenile activities.

Sam, not having to work on the weekend, also lacked interest. He seemed to sense that Isabella might not be very reliable, perhaps even a bit odd. As for what was odd, that was still hard to say.

Isabella blinked. “It’s a secret for now, but meet at the school gate at 1:30 PM tomorrow. Everyone’s okay with that, right?”

Sophie was the first to raise her hand. “I don’t want to come. I’m busy.”

Isabella scoffed. “You’re just scared.”

Sophie glared. “Scared of what? I just don’t want to waste my precious time on useless things!”

“And what do you plan to do with your time?”

“Study, of course. Summer break is coming, and I need to prepare for the final exams.”

Isabella smiled. “Only those who lack confidence in their studies would cram at the last minute. It turns out that Sophie, the top student of our grade, is not a study genius but just an ordinary person who relies on hard work to build confidence.”

The impact of Isabella’s words was unmistakable, and even Sam could see that Sophie was a person of immense pride.

Her intelligence and maturity were beyond question, and naturally, she considered herself a genius, unwilling to accept any mediocre assessment.

Isabella’s provocation seemed to work well, as Sophie glared at her coldly. “The activity better be challenging tomorrow, or I’ll be submitting my resignation from the club.”

Isabella smiled, her confidence unshaken. “Of course, we’ll make sure Sophie finds it interesting. And what about you, Sam?”

Sam observed Isabella’s smiling demeanor, reminiscent of those crafty individuals who smile innocently while orchestrating mischief behind the scenes.

Wondering how she might mock him if he refused, he decided it was better to maintain his dignity. “I have no issues.”

Isabella clapped her hands in delight. “That settles it then. Tomorrow at 1:30 PM, no one should be absent. You’re dismissed now.”

Sam and Sophie left classroom 103 almost simultaneously. Sam didn’t initiate any conversation, sensing Sophie’s foul mood. Her gloom was palpable, making it clear that now was not the time for chat.

However, Sophie broke the silence. “That woman is crazy.”

Her blunt assessment left Sam with little to say except, “Yeah, she’s a bit off.”

“Just a bit off?” Sophie scoffed.

“To be honest, I think you could both be categorized as strange.”

Sophie turned to Sam sharply. “So you think you’re the only normal one?”

Sam shrugged. “Not exactly. I’m just relatively normal compared to you guys. But compared to truly normal people, I guess I’m still odd. After all, they say it’s the odd ones who are drawn to each other…”

“Who wants to be drawn to you? Don’t get too big for your britches!”

“I was just speaking off the cuff. Why are you so defensive? Speaking of which, you’ve been trying to set boundaries between us. Could it be that you’ve realized there’s a mutual attraction, and you’re subconsciously trying to avoid it?”

“What are you rambling about? You really have some imagination!” Sophie retorted.

Sam smiled at Sophie. “You know, up until now, it seems you’re the one who’s been most fond of imagining things. I don’t recall doing anything to you, yet somehow, in your subconscious, I’ve become this harasser, a creep. That doesn’t make sense, does it?”

Sophie paused, then frowned, clearly realizing the problem. The unprecedented guard she had put up had evolved into this emotion, and she didn’t want to acknowledge where the problem lay.

“Think what you want… We’re not going to have anything more between us.”

“Are we going together tomorrow? We live pretty close to each other,” Sam said, looking out the window, his tone calm.

Sophie snorted. “Why would I go with you? I don’t want her to find out we live close to each other…”

She lifted her head and quickened her pace, leaving with a pride as if there was nothing worth looking back for. Proud and decisive in her departure.

However, the next day, when they coincidentally met at the bus stop, Sophie’s face was covered in embarrassment.

Sam even greeted her with a smile and a wave.

“What a coincidence, Sophie. Looks like we have to go together now, doesn’t it?”