The dean? Why would the dean suddenly want to see me?
"Excuse me, but may I ask what this is about?"
"Don't ask questions. Just come over."
"Alright, I'll come after lunch."
"Didn't you hear me? I said now."
Hearing his cold tone, I couldn't help but frown. But since he was the dean, I nodded and agreed, "Alright, I'm coming."
"Who was that?" Wayne asked, noticing my concerned expression after I hung up the phone.
"The dean."
"Him? What does he want with you?"
"No idea. He just said I need to go over right away. You guys go ahead and have lunch without me."
"Should I come with you? I've heard that Cyrus isn't the nicest guy."
"No need. You go eat. I can handle it." With that, I turned and headed towards the administration building without giving Wayne a chance to argue.
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