"Come with me, quick!" Madison took Roland's hands the moment she arrived in front of him.
Without waiting for his response, Madison had already pulled and dragged the dumbstruck Roland away.
With his strength, Roland would naturally not be dragged away like this without his consent. However, Roland did not purposely hinder her, as he was also curious as to where Madison would lead him.
A few moments later, Madison finally stopped in front of a brown door.
Roland looked around and realized that they were actually at the Principal or the Dean's office.
Since being enrolled, this was Roland's first time being here. He was not active in school activities and just focused his attention on Anna before.
He looked around curiously as he wondered why Madison had brought him here.
"Alright, go inside," she said after a moment of hesitation.
Her voice was trembling a little, it was obvious that she was nervous about what was about to happen.
"What for?" Roland asked.
"What do you mean what for? Of course it's because the Dean has called you over due to the incident yesterday," she said with a frown. bender
"Wait, don't tell me you didn't read my message again?" she continued, a pout appeared on her face.
Hearing that, Roland could only smile wryly as he hurriedly took his phone to check the message.
Indeed, he saw that Madison had sent him another message after the last one.
Roland read it briefly before finally understanding the situation.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Castro" Roland greeted calmly as he walked forward.
Dean Castro smiled and nodded his head towards him, "Good afternoon! You may sit."
He gestured towards the chair in front of the table with his right hand.
Roland nodded his head and as he got closer, he realized that there was a picture of him placed in front of Dean Castro. It was no wonder why Dean Castro did not confirm if he was the person he was waiting for or not.
"To be honest, I almost mistook you for someone else," Dean Castro chuckled and suddenly commented as Roland sat on the chair.
He then pushed Roland's photo towards him, allowing Roland to comprehend what Dean Castro was talking about.
The photograph that Dean Castro was holding was his photograph when he just entered college. Although not long had passed since then, with Roland transformations during these past weeks, one would truly not believe that he was the same person in the photograph.
There, he was scrawny and looked malnourished. His cheeks were sunken and he was wearing an old dilapidated shirt that almost looked like it was hanging in mid-air due to his thin neck and body frame.
Looking at the photograph and comparing it to his current appearance, Roland could not blame Dean Castro for saying those words.
His change was truly astronomical.
"I get that a lot these past few days," Roland replied confidently.
With the previous conversation started, Roland realized that Dean Castro seemed easy to talk to.
Dean Castro smiled hearing his reply. After Roland settled, he finally went directly to the point.
"Anyways, you might have already known the reason why I called you over. But rest assured that you're not in trouble."