"Start with this test paper. Let’s do a basic check."
Ethan took the paper with his long fingers, his expression neutral. He felt a bit irritated. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it, but he had already mastered these kinds of questions long ago.
However, it seemed like the tutor didn’t notice his impatience. She, perhaps worried she might delay him, left the room briefly to bring him a glass of water.
Ethan considered leaving, not caring whether the tutor would feel awkward. The sound of the chair scraping across the wooden floor was annoyingly sharp as he grabbed his shoulder bag and walked toward the stairs.
"Mom, these dance shoes are so pretty!" A clear, sweet voice rang out from above.
Ethan looked up and saw a pair of long, slender legs under a white skirt. As if to confirm her wo
