Chris came alone to the W University neighborhood, a beautiful school where the warmth can be felt even though it is winter. There were groups of students coming and going, some walking alone, and some couples clinging to each other.
This gave Chris, who grew up in military school, a touch of freshness.
He has always been trained, almost militarily, and has not been exposed to a free and easy academic environment such as this one.
Not long after, his target appeared.
Nina wore a blue dress in the same style as before, but today she wore a gray jacket. She also wore a pair of large black-rimmed glasses.
The whole person looks a little more old-fashioned.
Chris was slightly surprised to see her on the bus without her glasses if he hadn't seen her first.
The one in front of her is no different from the ugly girl.
Did she do it on purpose? Entering the school, avoiding people's eyes, so, deliberately wearing a pair of large black-framed glasses?
Be aware.
Her face was already small, so small that a slap could cover it.
A pair of large glasses, the whole face is half covered.
She kept her head down and stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground.
Walk the familiar path towards the classroom.
But whenever there are people, she deliberately avoids them, whether they are men or women.
Chris looked away and wondered in his heart, this is more than male phobia, this is simply social phobia. I don't blame him, it's her inability to touch people at all.
Nina walked.
Suddenly there were several boys ahead of them, basketballs upside down in their hands. They were running and jumping and playing all the way through the school.
After Nina saw it, she slowed down her pace and deliberately avoided it.
Unexpectedly, the boys had basketballs in their hands.
Or accidentally, flying towards her and hitting her head.
The eye ball is definitely soiled.
The leader of the boys got even hotter and lifted his leg and kicked Nina, sending her straight to the ground.
"Let you pick up, you do not pick up! Now, you go pick up the ball and wipe it clean for me!"
Nina was kicked to the ground, shivering in fear.
She sat on the floor, head down, hating to bury her head in her knees, moving backwards, eyes on the floor the whole time, four pairs of boys' sneakers in front of her. She was too scared to stop herself.
"Forget it, let's go, it's bad luck in the morning, I can't afford to get angry with an ugly girl."
One of the boys, not wanting to cause trouble, stepped forward to advise.
But he was swatted away by the head boy's arm.
"I don't believe it, she dares not to pick up the ball today?"
With that, he suddenly leaned down, grabbed Nina by the hair, and pulled her up off the floor.
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