Longing Beneath the Roses

“‘Vampire’ means ‘bloodsucker’—I’m sure you’ve all heard of it, right? Watching American dramas can really help improve your English, you know. Alright, everyone, follow me and read aloud,” the teacher instructed earnestly from the podium. While everyone else was diligently reciting the vocabulary, Teacher Yu noticed that Qiao Wei, sitting in the second row, was staring absentmindedly out the window.

With a sharp rap on the lectern, Teacher Yu brought the class to silence.

“Qiao Wei, repeat what I just explained,” she said, her anger barely contained as she called on the distracted student.

“I… I don’t know,” Qiao Wei stammered, lowering her long lashes under the teacher’s piercing gaze. Sunlight filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow over her pale profile, making her appear softer than usual.

“Copy the vocabulary list ten times! No daydreaming in class! Sit down!” Teacher Yu fixed Qiao Wei with a look of disappointment so deep it made her bow her head in shame.

The bell rang.

“Alright, class dismissed.” Teacher Yu shot Qiao Wei one last stern look before leaving the room.

“Are you alright, Qiao Wei?” her deskmate asked, concern evident as she studied Qiao Wei’s face.

“I’m fine,” Qiao Wei replied with a slight nod, though inside she scolded herself fiercely.

“That’s good. Don’t worry—if you can’t finish copying the vocabulary, I can help you!” Her classmate’s enthusiasm warmed Qiao Wei’s heart.

“It’s alright, I can finish it myself. Thank you,” Qiao Wei replied sincerely, offering a grateful smile.