"What are they doing?"
Behind the bushes at the edge of the square, on the bench, Aniya curiously leaned closer to the Fog Mirror in her hand, peeking at the traces of the two people not far away.
To avoid attracting attention, she used the glass facade of another office building for reflection, capturing the light and shadow from the other end.
However, there was too much dust on the glass, making the image overly blurry, constantly fluctuating, unable to see their lips clearly, and the sound of the wind was erratic, completely inaudible.
"Wow, the deputy principal's student has started crying."
Aniya elbowed her companion beside her, full of wonder: "Is this campus bullying as rumored? Shouldn't we stand out for justice?"
"..."
On the chair next to her, Yuan Yuan still holding a Bow, sighed helplessly: "Aniya, did you bring me here just to watch this?"
"Eh? Is there anything else?"
Aniya turned back puzzled: "Don't you also look like you really want to watch?"
