How to get along with others is a very difficult problem from any perspective.

However, no matter how difficult it is to live as hard as yourself, it must be a minority in this world.

Tasia didn't know why. No matter how many schools, she would encounter such a thing, and it would be useless even if she kept transferring schools.

So much so that she was a little used to this feeling of being rejected.

‘It doesn’t matter, like every time I have endured it.’

She told herself silently.

When they returned to the classroom, the students were wandering their eyes on her for a while.

But when she looked over, they would avoid their eyes.

Tasia walked back to her seat and skillfully inspected the chairs and desks step by step. Sure enough, she found that the drawer was coated with glue and the adjustment nails on both sides of the chair were removed.

She took out the tools from her small shoulder bag she carried with her and dealt with these expected episodes before class.

This is a common scene for her, and she should be able to spend it well today.

After the day of class, Tasia packed up her own things and prepared to leave.

"Oh! Be careful!"

When he walked to the door, a girl outside suddenly shouted.

In her hand, she was carrying a bucket of sewage, which was about to pour on Tasia.

Tasia took a step and moved extremely skillfully, turning out through the window next to her.

Her figure drew a graceful arc in the air.

"Crash--" A bucket of water spilled the ground, and stains splashed everywhere.

The girl stared at Tasia who had already landed steadily in the corridor in a daze, making a sound like fate strangled to her throat. "Uh..."

Tasia turned her head and looked at the dirty water on the ground.

"Please take care of the bucket when cleaning next time," she said.

God knows how many times she has secretly practiced movements by herself in order to prevent such emergencies so smoothly.

‘Good, this time I missed it perfectly.’

The expensive uniforms distributed by the school cannot be dirty because of such a thing.

She found out on the first day of school - it would take 5 Gran pounds to buy a uniform again.

That was simply a burden that her life could not bear.

Tasia lifted her boots and walked step by step, seemingly calm and vigilantly in this murderous corridor.

When she approached the stairs, two classmates were playing with each other with brooms and mops, and ran down recklessly from above.

The man in front of him, holding a broom in his hand, turned his back to the corridor, blocking Tasia's way downstairs.

The person behind raised the mop in his hand.

"Hey hey hey~ don't run away~"

The girl holding the mop looked excited and shouted with an exaggerated expression.

Tasia moved like a rabbit in an instant, snatching the broom from the people beside her at a speed of lightning.

Hold the handle, calm your mind and sweep across.

"Bang!" sounded.

The broom hit the mop accurately, but the girl didn't hold it firmly for a while and even flew out the entire mop.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-

The mop rolled down the stairs step by step, making an unwilling thumping sound.

The two men, one in front and one behind, stared at her with wide eyes.

They stood there, with empty hands, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.

"Please be careful not to fight in the stairwell next time you clean up."

After saying this, Tasia calmly returned the broom in her hand to the girl beside her.

After she left, the two of them realized and looked at each other and exclaimed.

"How is it possible-"

...

‘Very good, another crisis was solved.’

Tasia had successfully stepped down the stairs and arrived at the entrance of the teaching building.

Generally speaking, it is almost safe to leave the teaching building.

Even those girls will not use their despicable means in front of everyone, probably because they are afraid that being exposed to others will damage their lady image.

They did such a thing without restraint, clearly and secretly... these noble ladies.

However, you cannot relax now, and the last journey is often the most difficult to pass.

Tasia looked around with her breath and carefully looked at the suspicious objects nearby.

The first floor with huge space is slightly empty.

She carefully bypassed the huge luxurious crystal chandeliers in the center.

Although they don’t think they have such courage, it’s better to be careful.

However, it is different from the picture she imagined.

Until she stepped out of the teaching building gate, she didn't find anything wrong.

‘It's over?’

Tasia was a little surprised.

‘Is this group of noble ladies who stay in the school all day long, so the methods are unexpectedly simple because they have not been beaten by society…’

——I can only use this reason to convince myself.

Tighten the shoulder strap of her shoulder bag, she slowly and firmly came outside the building.

The dull sky always makes people wonder if it is going to rain soon.

It seems that we will go home as soon as possible.

Just as she was about to speed up her pace, her eyes were unconsciously attracted by another item under the tree next to her.

“That’s…”

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, with its big black eyes looking at itself innocently.

"Boebe—"

After recognizing the doll's identity, Tasia looked up and glanced around.

No one.

She bit her lip, bent down, and reached out to pick it up.

"Who is so cruel to leave you here?"

Tasia patted the dust behind it with heartache.

"Didi, Didi..."

A strange sound was made in Bobby's body.

"Um?"

Tasia felt a little strange and subconsciously wanted to find the source of the strange noise. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration in her mind, and something was remembered.

Her face changed.

But before she could react next.

"Bang--"

The Poppy in his hand exploded.

All the dark ink inside was sprayed out.

...

"Tasia!"

Chris's anxious voice rang.

The last course of Class E today is a practical class, which must be conducted in another teaching area. Even though I hurried back after class, I still didn’t have time.

What appeared in front of Chris and Vine was Tasia standing under the tree with a dazed look on her face.

She held a few pieces of fabric that could not be distinguished from the same thing in her hand, and her body was covered with pitch black ink, emitting a pungent smell.

Both of them looked a little stunned.

"Why... it's not too late?!" This same idea emerged from each other.
Chapter completed!