Do you have any questions? If none bring out 1/4 sheet of paper, let's see if you understood everything I taught. It's like your review for your midterm examination."
We immediately took paper when Freen said that. Just finished the discussion about the topics we had finished before, she just repeated and discussed it again so that it would be better understood and not forgotten, as if we were just reviewing it. If any of us fail the midterm exam, it's not her fault because she already did her part. It's up to the student if it falls apart.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but can you repeat the question on number 4? Thank you." Pam seemed still scared when she asked Freen. Hesitant and may be reprimanded.
"What are the provisions relating to deduction of tax at source from income chargeable under the head salary,"
If you don't study and you don't listen to everything Freen teaches, you will most likely fail. She almost spoon-fed us because she explained each topic one by one, unlike other professors who summarize what is being taught. The only thing that students sometimes don't like about her is that she is a terror and it seems that she is difficult to approach because of her coldness.
Our quiz with her ended quickly. Nothing fell on us. I even became the highest which I am happy about. Somehow I'm also smart so I'm not ashamed of Freens intelligence. I can keep up too.
"Hi, beck. Where are you and irin? Are you going to review? I'm with you."
I stopped to arrange my things when Clarence came up to me and spoke to me.
"Gosh, there you are again Clarence!" One of our classmates shouted so everyone looked at us even Freen in front who hadn't left until now.
She just looked at me with her cold eyes.
"Sure, Irin and I are at the library after lunch." I just replied to Clarence, after all, it's studying or reviewing.
"I'm also at lunch, are you at the canteen?" He asked with a smile.
Clarence also has a look. He's tall and has the right body, but he's not my type. I don't even know what my types are because I don't like anyone yet. I don't know if it's normal or what because I'm 22 and I still don't like anyone yet
"Yes, we're at the canteen. Let's go," irin answered for me.
Freen also left. I didn't even notice her go out earlier because Clarence was in the way. But why do I care, right?
When I arranged my things, we went straight to the canteen. It's already 1 so there won't be much of a queue. We don't have any classes anymore so after eating we can hang out at the library for a few hours before going home.
"Miss Armstrong?"
I turned behind me when a man called me. I'm currently ordering my food now, irin and Clarence are already at the table.
"Yes?"
"You are Becky Armstrong , right? You dropped this ID of yours." He said and held up my ID.
Oh come on, thank you."
"No problem. Here," he smiled and when he handed me my ID, he left.
I just saw him here on our campus. I think he is in another department. He's wearing a black t-shirt that fits his body and black pants. The manly where he came from. He's a fourth year student for sure.
