“Mr. Caiden, have a seat,” the school registrar welcomed Randy with a smile on her face. Her bun-style hair and her bold red lipstick make her intimidating to stare at.
But that’s all her look. Deep inside, she was a kind person.
Randy smiled in response. His eyes fell on the name template and he read through his eyes their school registrar’s name. Lindsay Halls.
The cold blew of aircon caressed his nape. Randy shivered for a second before he sat across the vacant chair. “G-Good morning, Ms. Halls,” he greeted.
Lindsay softly chuckled. “You might be wondering why you’re here, Randy,” she uttered. Lindsay pulled his drawer and took all the exams that Randy haven’t taken yet. She carefully placed it in front of him. Batting his eyelash extension as she spoke. “You can take your exams
