Lloyd spent the rest of anatomy class with Lien-Hua with his hands in his pockets; thanks to the first day of school being less than taxing, he and his classmates could just lean back and let her run through the typical “welcome back” procedures.
Still, he kept a close eye on her the whole time. If she was in any danger of a soul-based meltdown -- or even a victim of it -- she could sure hide it well. Lien-Hua operated with the grace and composure he’d expected; at times she stumbled a bit and showed just how jittery she could get (like a pratfall worthy of the average rom-com); at other times, she seemed as at ease and acclimated as one of her students -- when she finished her rundown of the course, she sat down with a few of them and traded stories about their summers. Lloyd could sooner worry about being struck by lightning than his teacher’s despair. And yet…
She was only at a half-star, he thought, watching her giggle alongside some of the girls. An ill omen, if there ever was one. And yet she hardly seems fazed. Why? What could weigh down her heart so heavily? Or…could it be that my understanding is faulty?
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