Reasons? I stared at her. What could be her reasons for picking me out of all the other students?
“W-what do I need to do?” I asked, deeming it proper to ask what she wanted me to do instead as her assistant.
“Just stay as you are and follow everything I say,” she simply answered.
I nodded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Reproduce this into 20 copies. Go to the library and say that it’s from my class.”
I took the piece of paper handed to me by my teacher and bowed again. With that, I turned around and walked out of the office. I looked at my watch and realized that I barely have 10 minutes more to do as asked before my next class starts.
I rushed to the library, running as fast as I can. When I reached there, I looked at the photocopy area. Thank God there are only two people on the line. I ra
