Inside the classroom, everyone had their eyes on Eric and since he was standing in front of Ivy, they started to look at her as well. As they stared, they thought, "Why did Eric walk toward Ivy all of a sudden? Why is he grabbing her books? Do they know each other?" Eric soon realized how inappropriate his actions were, and he immediately took her book and held it up to the class. "I ot to bring mine." He lowered his gaze and asked, "May I borrow yours?" Ivy nodded.
Eric walked toward the front of the classroom with Ivy's book when another girl shouted, "Sir, you can use my book as well!" "I only need one. Alright, let's begin." The classmate sitting next to Ivy whispered to her, "I thought you knew Eric Santos!" Ivy shook her head with a smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"But I have my book on the table as well. Why didn't he borrow mine instead?" The classmate sighed.
"Maybe he just happened to see mine first!" "Oh... You are so lucky. Eric kind of smells nice... Your book is going to smell nice later." Ivy merely stared at her.
While Eric proceeded with the lecture, the majority of the students took their phones out to snap pictures of him. Though amused, Ivy suppressed the urge to do the same.
She could understand sof the things Eric said but was confused about certain parts. Nheless, she listened attentively. After a while, Eric sat down in front of the piano and placed his long, slender fingers on the keys. Instantly, a beautiful melody filled the room, and sof the young women sighed longingly as Eric's fingers drifted gracefully across the keys.
Ivy watched him and realized that this might be what princes in fairy tales looked like.
Once he was done, Eric asked for volunteers to play the piano. Ivy did not raise her hand since she could not play the piano.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEric invited a man and a woman to play the piano in the end.
Tflew under the gleeful atmosphere, and soon, the campus bell went off.
Eric took Ivy's book and walked back to her seat. "Thank you for this." "You are wee." Ivy took her book back and scented the faint scent of perfume. It was not overpowering, but it was noticeable and smelt like the sun in a way that she could not describe. "Mr. Santos, please! Take a photo with us! I really, really like you!" A girl chased after Eric and pleaded.
Eric smiled at Ivy before turning his attention to the other students.
Ivy did not join the group of students who were swarming the front of the room. She simply placed her books back into her bag and left the room. Even as she walked out of the foom, Eric's gentle smile was stuck in her mind. UMS "Is he like that to everyone?" she thought. "It's no wonder so many people like him." In the evening, the driver cto pick Ivy up from school, and she started chatting with the driver once she got into the car.
"A famous idol cto our school today." "Who was it?" the driver asked.
"Eric Santos. You must have heard of him, right?" The driver burst into laughter. "Not only have I heard of him, but I've even met him! He is your mother's friend!"