Original text:

'"You must be lost."

The boy's deep voice brought her out of her trance. He wore a green Level Four uniform, and was sprawled across a bench, watching her with curious, ice blue eyes. 

She blinked, noticing the hallways were stark white now. "How did you know?" 

He smirked. "It's the middle of session. Either you're lost, or you're ditching—and clearly you're not ditching." 

"Why couldn't I be ditching?" she asked, not exactly sure why she was arguing. 

"Are you?" 

"No," she admitted. 

His lips twisted into a crooked grin. "You're the new girl, aren't you?" 

She sighed and nodded."I'm Keefe." 

"Sophie—but I'm sure you already know that." 

He laughed. "You may be the biggest news to hit the academy since the Great Gulon Incident three years ago—which, by the way, I had nothing to do with." He flashed a slightly wicked smile. "But that's not a bad thing. Personally, I've always enjoyed being the center of attention." 

She didn't doubt that. From his disheveled blond hair to the way he'd rolled up his sleeves and left his shirt untucked, she could tell—he was cool.'

Post google translate:

"that's all.

The boy's voice was frightening. Wearing a green jacket on all fours, he lay on the bed in a strange blue.

He grew up and now he has kept the road clean. "How did you get upset?"

He shook his head. "Now you lose or you lose - you do not fall."

"Why didn't I stop?" He asked why he was fighting.

- Yes?

"No," he said.

His lips quivered and he smiled. "Aren't you a little girl?"

It really started. "I'm Cephas."

"Sophie, but I'm sure you know."

He shook his head. "Three years ago you would be the most famous school story since the Gulf War, so I can do nothing." He was wrong on his head. "Now I personally want to be the center of attention."

He was a little skeptical. After taking off his shirt, he noticed that he was squeezing it, which was fun.

(gods wth XD)