How to get along with others is a difficult problem from any perspective.
However, those who can live as hard as me must be a minority in this world.
Tasia didn't know why, no matter in any school, she would always encounter such a thing, even if she kept changing schools, it would not help.
So much so that she was somewhat used to this feeling of being excluded.
'It can be dealt with...it's okay, just like every time I've endured it. '
She said to herself silently.
Back in the classroom, the students' eyes lingered on her for a while.
But when she looked over, they would avoid looking at her.
Tasia walked back to her seat and skillfully checked the chair and desk step by step. Sure enough, she found that glue had been applied under the drawer and the adjusting pins on both sides of the chair had been removed.
She took out the tools from the small satchel she carried with her and hurriedly dealt with these unexpected interruptions before class.
This has become a commonplace for her, and she should be able to spend today well.
After a day of classes, Tasia packed her things and prepared to leave.
"Ouch! Watch out!"
When I walked to the door, a girl outside suddenly shouted.
In her hand, she held a bucket of sewage, about to pour it on Tasia.
Tasia took a step and climbed out of the window next to her with extremely dexterous movements.
Her figure drew a graceful arc in mid-air.
"Wow--" A bucket of water spilled all over the ground, stains splashing everywhere.
The girl stared blankly at Tasia, who had landed firmly in the corridor, and made a sound as if fate was holding her throat. "Well……"
Tasia turned her head and looked at the dirty water.
“Next time you’re cleaning, please be sure to hold the bucket steady,” she said.
God knows how many times she secretly practiced her movements to prevent such emergencies before she could do it so smoothly.
'Good, perfectly dodged this time. '
The expensive uniforms issued by the academy cannot be soiled due to such things.
She found out on the first day of school that it would cost 5 grand to buy a new uniform.
That was simply an unbearable weight in her life.
Tasia lifted her boots and walked step by step, seemingly calmly and vigilantly, in this murderous corridor.
When she approached the stairs, two classmates were playing with each other with brooms and mops, and then ran down from the top recklessly.
The man in front of him with a broom in his hand had his back to the corridor, blocking Tasia's way downstairs.
The person behind him raised the mop in his hand.
"Hey hey hey~ don't run~"
The girl holding the mop looked excited and shouted exaggeratedly.
Tasia moved like a rabbit in an instant, grabbing the broom from the person next to her at lightning speed.
Holding the end of the handle, calmly, swept across.
"Crack!" There was a sound.
The broom hit the mop accurately, but the girl lost her grip for a moment and the entire mop flew out.
"哐——哐——哐——"
The mop rolled down the stairs step by step, making an unwilling knocking sound.
The two people, one behind the other, looked at her with wide eyes.
They stood there blankly, with empty hands, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.
"Next time you're cleaning, please be careful not to fight in the stairwell."
After saying this, Tasia calmly returned the broom in her hand to the girl next to her.
After she left, the two of them reacted and looked at each other and exclaimed.
"How can it be--"
…
'Great, another crisis solved. '
Tasia had successfully walked down the stairs and arrived at the door of the teaching building.
Generally speaking, it's almost safe as long as you leave the building.
Even those girls will not use their despicable methods in public, probably because they are afraid that being exposed in front of others will damage their image of ladies.
They did such things openly and secretly without scruples...these aristocratic ladies.
However, there is no time to relax now, as the last stretch of the road is often the most difficult to pass.
Tasia held her breath and looked around, carefully looking at the suspicious objects nearby.
The huge first floor seems a little empty.
She carefully avoided the huge luxurious crystal chandelier in the center.
Although I don’t think they have such courage, it’s better to be careful.
However, it was different from what she had imagined.
Until she stepped out of the teaching building door, she didn't notice anything wrong.
'Is this the end? '
Tasia was a little surprised.
'Is this group of aristocratic ladies who stay in the academy all day long, because they have never been beaten by society, so their methods are surprisingly simple...'
——I can only use this reason to convince myself.
Tightening the shoulder strap of her satchel, she slowly but firmly arrived outside the building.
The dull weather always makes people wonder if it will rain soon.
It seems that I have to go home as soon as possible.
She was about to speed up her pace, but her eyes were unconsciously attracted by another object under the tree next to her.
"That is……"
After hesitating for two seconds, Tasia resolutely changed direction.
She walked over and saw its true face.
It is a snow-white, furry, Poppy doll.
It lay pitifully on the ground, its big black eyes looking at itself innocently.
"Bobby——"
After recognizing the doll's identity, Tasia raised her head and glanced around.
Empty.
She bit her lip, bent down, reached out and picked it up.
"Who is so cruel and leaves you here?"
Tasia patted the dust behind it distressedly.
"Didi, didi..."
There was a strange sound coming from Bobby's body.
"Um?"
Tasia felt a little strange and subconsciously wanted to find the source of the strange noise. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind and she remembered something.
Her expression changed.
But before she could make her next reaction.
"boom--"
The bobby in his hand exploded.
All the dark ink inside sprayed out.
…
"Tasia!"
Chris' voice sounded anxiously.
Today's last class in Class E is a practical class, which must be conducted in another teaching area. Even though he hurried back after class, he still didn't have time.
Appearing in front of Chris and Wayne was Tasia standing under the tree with blank eyes.
In her hands, she held a few pieces of cloth that were unrecognizable from their original state. Her body was stained with dark ink and gave off a pungent smell.
Both of them looked a little stunned.
"Why...there's no time?!" The same thought came to everyone's mind.
According to the plot, when those aristocratic ladies stopped Tasia to say harsh words, Chris happened to find them. Then Chris will jump out and drive away those people!
