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04

"I've liked you for a long time. Will you be my girlfriend?"

A chubby guy and his face covered in pimples is holding a red rose and kneeling in front of a beautiful girl with long, wavy hair. After the boy declared love, there was a lot of laughter. They were in the school field and the boy's declaration of love was witnessed by almost all the students. Being laughed at loudly, the boy finally lowered his face.

When one of the boys called out, everyone stopped laughing. "Hey ugly! I, who is better than you, was rejected. Especially you!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Then there was laughter again. This time it's louder.

"Shouldn't this scene be immortalized? This is the first time in this school, right?"

"I will also take this picture. A title is an ugly man confessing his love to an angel!"

When the boy was getting more and more out of sorts hearing the ridicule from the other kids, the girl in front of him said softly. "Just ignore them! If I may ask, why did you express your feelings in the middle of the field and witnessed this many children?"

The boy looked up to see the girl he liked. He replied, "I have courage."

"Have the guts or...so that I don't feel comfortable rejecting you for being witnessed by them?"

The beautiful girl's expression turned completely cold. What the girl said was true. He purposely confessed his feelings in front of the other kids so that the girl would accept him because the girl would reject him if he expressed his feelings alone. He thought it was most likely like that. The girl is known to be very kind and friendly. She also likes to help other children who ask for her help. With her friendliness, the girl must be uncomfortable to refuse because they are seen by many children and of course think about his feelings. Even though he knows, he will most likely be dumped after this love confession event is over. But now, instead of thinking that he would be accepted, the girl's question and expression took him completely by surprise.

That girl was a good kid but it's as if now she's turned bad in an instant.

"How did she know? No. Why did she tell me directly?" The boy was wandering in his mind.

"Hah?" The boy pretended not to know the meaning of the girl's question. "So how? Am I accepted?"

The girl smiled gently. What an unusual change. Even though just now her expression looked very angry, now it became very friendly. The girl took the rose in the boy's hand. All the children immediately cheered and some applauded.

"Accept!"

The boy smiled hearing the screams of other children. It's usually like this, right? If there's a declaration of love, most people will support people who express their feelings regardless of what that person looks like. Just a while ago he was mocked and laughed at but now he is being supported.

"Sorry."

In an instant, the boy's smile disappeared. Replaced with a blank expression. The screaming also stopped.

"Yes?" he asked, confirming what he had heard.

The girl noticed the rose in her hand. "I refuse. I can accept this flower but not your feelings."

The next second there was laughter.

"Hahahaha rejected!"

Then the scene changes.

"I have something to talk to you about and it's very important. Come with me!"

The short shoulder-length hair girl was talking to the fat guy. They were in class alone while the other kids had already gone to the lab. The boy knows this girl. This girl is a friend of the girl he likes. But different from the girl he likes who has a good attitude, this girl is evil. She and her friends like to make fun of other kids.

"I have to know first where you are taking me and what business you have. Looks like we have no business at all. And the most important thing is still class time," said the boy. He was worried that he would be ridiculed by this girl and her friends.

"Group task?" asked the girl.

However, before the boy had time to respond, their attention turned to a boy entering the class. The guy is tall and quite handsome. He approached the fat boy and then pulled the collar of his uniform. The fat guy immediately grabbed the hand that was holding his uniform.

"Let go!" ordered the fat guy with his eyes bulging angrily.

The boy who grabbed her grinned and pulled harder. He took the boy to another class. There he was awaited by several children. What the fat guy was worried about finally happened. But after he was pushed to the floor, he got up again with great courage.

"How dare you confess your love to Diora!" said the short-haired girl.

"Just so you know, Diora already has a boyfriend," said one of Diora's male friends.

The boy was surprised. "Huh? Really?"

If Diora had a boyfriend, the news would have spread all over the school because she is very popular. But he only found out about it now. Did Diora just accept someone?

"Jethro. He is Diora's boyfriend. And he was the one who told me to drag you here!"

Hearing the word 'drag' the boy became even more worried. He glanced at Jethro who was leaning against the wall while crossing his arms. He looked somewhere.

"What for?" asked the fat guy directly. "If she already has a boyfriend, what are you looking for," he continued.

"Hey. It's Jethro who's looking for you, not Diora," said one of the kids.

"With your appearance like that, you are expressing love to Diora. You must have no face!" snapped one of the girls with straight long hair.

Then the scene changed again.

The fat guy was crying and lying on the floor. The children surrounding him laughed with satisfaction. In his heartache and sadness, the boy just felt someone's presence in the class chairs. When his head turned, his eyes widened. The beautiful girl was sitting in the back seat and leaning against the wall while smoking.

Has Diora been there since the beginning?

He was beaten to a pulp and the girl just kept silent?

He thought Diora was good.

"How do you assume I'm a good kid? You already know who I'm friends with and where are you when I spill cold drinks on another girl's hair? When I ignore the actions of my friends insulting other children? Even now," said Diora gently. He took another sip of his cigarette. Her eyes did not look at the boy who had confessed his feelings for her.

Then the scene changed again. Faster.

"Good. If it goes on like this, there's nothing for me to worry about. You are indeed a quality product, Diora."

A woman about thirty years old praised Diora after checking the girl's test paper.

Then the scene changed again.

"Babe, I'll do anything as long as we don't separate."

"We will not separate Jethro."

Diora hugged Jethro's hand. The two walked away smiling. They look happy.

Change.

"You are so mean. Heartless. A bad girl like you will never be loved sincerely!"

Change.

"Diora, the kid you hit was in the hospital but Jethro was already taking care of him."

"Then why did you tell me? It's not important," Diora answered.

The pain in her head slowly disappeared. No more memories popped up in her head.

Claia was out of breath. "What was that?" She whispered.

"Diora, are you all right?"

"Beb, are you okay? Why? Which one hurts?"

Claia turned to a boy who was holding her arms and leaning against her. She didn't realize that his head hurt so bad she was lying on the floor and it looked like this guy was supporting him. This guy was so handsome, his voice was so gentle, and the worried expression on his face was so obvious. This guy was exactly what popped into her head. His name is Jethro. If she wasn't mistaken, he was Diora's boyfriend. Then his friends also surrounded him with worried expressions.

How these people hurt others without thinking about their feelings, Claia still remembered clearly and immediately her heart was filled with hatred for these people. She got up and walked away from Jethro and the others, making Diora's friends look at each other in confusion. Diora's attitude at this time was very strange.

"Babe, what are you doing?" asked Jethro softly after standing up. He advanced on Claia but Claia immediately backed away so Jethro stopped.

"Don't touch me!" she snapped.

Instantly all of Diora's friends stared at that. The Diora they knew had never been angry like that.

"Diora, why are you looking away and looking alert? What's wrong with you?" asked one of the girls.

"Of course. I don't know you guys!" Claia immediately shouted a little.

"Hah?"

Again all of Diora's friends looked at each other.

"Jethro, is it possible that napping can cause mental disorders?" asked one of the boys.

"You're crazy. How could Diora have a mental disorder!" said a girl.

"But see? He's been weird after sleeping."

One of the boys who was no less handsome than Jethro said calmly, "I know you are depressed but don't be stupid like this. We better go home now before the security guards come and arrest you!"

Arrested?

This situation made Claia confused half to death. She wanted to pretend that what had just happened while her head was hurting was a dream, but she wasn't sleeping so it didn't appear to be a dream and what made him uneasy was…she raised her right hand. This is Diora's body and she is in this girl's body?

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