Then, he put the transparent goggles back on and fiddled with the petri dish under the microscope.
The girl stood quietly on the side, her eyes silently admiring the boy's perfect profile, filled with undisguised passion and infatuation.
Just by looking at him like this, she could achieve an unprecedented satisfaction. Even if he never spared her an extra glance, just one compliment from him, even just one or two words, would make her ecstatic.
"There's nothing here for you to do, go back, do what you need to do."
The boy's indifferent voice sounded again, pulling the girl back from her infatuated thoughts about him.
His attention remained solely on the microscope in front of him; even though he was speaking to her, he did not look at her.
Hearing him tell her to leave, the girl's face inevitably showed a trace of disappointment.
But she was an obedient subordinate who never made the boy angry, nor dared to, so she nodded without a moment's hesitation, "Okay, boss."
