The more Tom spoke, the softer his voice became, as if afraid Nerio might get angry at him for being too talkative.
Nerio nodded, replying casually: "Since I just transferred here, I don't know much." He said that, yet his steps didn't falter, and he kept walking forward.
Tom glanced around anxiously, but all he could do was quickly follow along.
Nerio headed toward Building B and then went up to the second floor.
Building B was smaller than Building A, with fewer rooms on each floor, which meant the rooms were more spacious.
This was mainly where extracurricular classes or art-related subjects were held, and it also served as the rehearsal venue for cultural performances during critical events.
Of course, it included the dance studio as well.
By this time, Nerio had already restored his faint, languid smile, with no trace of harmlessness left on his face.
