Madelyn was dragged to the doorway by Forrest just as the teacher for the upcoming class arrived. "Forrest, it's Etlinish class now. Why aren't you going into the classroom?"

"Mind your own business! Get lost!" Forrest's temper flared from somewhere unknown.

The Etlinish language teacher wanted to get angry but did not dare to show it. Clutching the books, she walked directly into the classroom. Forrest's explosive temper was well-known, but it had improved compared to before.

Madelyn did not say anything about his actions either. "If there's something, let's talk after class. I need to go to class now."

Forrest held onto Madelyn. She could not leave even if she wanted to. He pushed Madelyn against the wall with one hand while supporting himself with the other. He lowered his gaze to meet hers. "What did you mean by what you said to that idiot?"

Madelyn's attractive eyebrows furrowed. "She has a name, Forrest. Please respect her."

Forrest nodded with a smirk, and impatience was e