Marcus Shaw and Oliver Scott stood under the teaching building.
Usually, Paula Loughton would be right at the classroom door on time, but after class this time, she was nowhere to be seen, so they decided to head downstairs and wait. Yet, no matter where they looked, there was no sign of her.
Messages were sent, but no one replied.
"Where did Miss Loughton go?"
Playing with his phone, Oliver Scott asked curiously. The teachers passing by saw his phone and pretended not to notice, turning a blind eye.
Marcus Shaw squinted his eyes slightly.
At this moment, a commotion arose in front of them. Following the noise, they saw a group of students running in the same direction, and in the center of the crowd, there was a faintly familiar figure.
Oliver Scott was slightly startled. Just as he was about to ask if it was Paula Loughton, he turned his head and saw Marcus Shaw rushing over.
Without thinking, Oliver Scott quickly followed.
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