Chapter 801 Their High School

The boy was taller than everyone else in the room. His lean frame was hidden beneath his loose school uniform, and his arms were well-defined. The breeze ruffled his short hair as he stood by the window. Emelie, who was crouching on the floor, had to tilt her head up to see his face. He looked down at everyone crouching on the floor, but it seemed as if his gaze was focused only on Emelie. He said, "Only one person can sneak in to take the photos to avoid drawing attention. It should be a girl because the teacher's office's window isn't that large. She needs to be agile, brave, and fast enough to run if she gets caught." Everyone wanted to help the girls, but no one had a solid plan. The boy was the only one who had not only come up with the most concrete and reliable solution but had also prepared for the worst-case scenario. The girls were just young teenagers, and they were afraid to do such a thing. None of them spoke up. On impulse, Emelie said, "I'll go. I take dance class