Chapter 8
In the school, the students are talking about it one after another.
“Leif’s mother is in the principal’s office, begging the principal!”
“Of course she has to. Leif ped out of school for no reason and the college entrance examination is coming soon. She has consumption and now her son cannot go to college. Of course she is worried!”
Why is he so unlucky?”
“Who let him provoke someone who shouldn’t?”
Danae knew those words of discussion were directed at her.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
Everyone in the class knows that Danae is not to be incurred. Her relationship is complicated. No one knew who she is from. But the people who provoked her, they all had some bad endings.
No one knows what actually Leif did and was ordered to out of school.
Except, her.
-Danae, I had a crush on you.
Those words, just some simple words.
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While on duty, the floor she had just swept was thrown with a lot of rubbish by someone.
The two girls who liked to be a globe-trotting troubadour. One of them was the friend of Leif.
“I heard that if someone who provoked you, he could be expelled from school?”
The two girls stepped on high heels and did not wear school uniforms. The smell of smoke made Danae subconsciously take a step back and feel sick.
“How can you pretend to be so innocent all the time? You must smell the smoke from men more than I do. Stop pretending like that.”
“Let the head master fire me, Danae! I don’t want to go to school anyway. Tell me, what can I do to offend you?”
The girl said that and lifted the bucket, which had sewage from the mop and threw it directly at Danae.
She did not even move. She stood there and did not hide. She was covered in stains. Her hair and face were covered with dirty water.
“Does this count?”
“So dirty!”
Dirty.
Her eyes were indifferent, and became fiercer. She hated the word.
The next moment, Danae raised her hand and slapped the person who poured her dirty water with all her strength.
That person stared Danae angrily. She didn’t even expect that the girl who was always gentle actually slapped her.
“Damn it, I’ll kill you.”
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When Raymond came into the head master’s room, he saw that dirt-covered girl standing on one side with her head down and her eyes dull. But there were obvious scars of high heels stepping on her arms and his skin was broken.