Grace Bennett was extremely annoyed by the new transfer student in his class.

The other party glanced at him.

Grace Bennett: He's looking to pick a fight with me.

A second glance.

Grace Bennett: He's asking if I'm chickening out.

A third glance.

The transfer student still wore that expressionless, icy face as he handed him a letter: "Classmate Bennett." Grace Bennett thought to himself, Top students are so pretentious—even for a fight, they hand out a challenge letter. He rolled up his sleeves and stood up.

"Please accept my love letter." Classmate Bennett plopped right back down in his seat.