"Who do you say is prettier than me?"
The sharp voice echoed across the classroom.
The chatter that had filled the room only moments ago suddenly faded.
One by one, the students turned toward the door.
A tall girl stood there.
She leaned casually against the doorframe as if the entire classroom belonged to her.
Whispers instantly spread through the room.
Rosy had arrived.
Her voice—sharp, confident, and filled with arrogance—
"Have you all forgotten about the campus belle?"
The room instantly grew quieter.
Several girls stiffened in their seats.
Julia sighed under her breath and muttered quietly, "Here comes the wicked witch."
Ava's fingers tightened nervously around the edge of her desk. She lowered her head, shrinking into herself.
She's scary… Ava thought, her heart beginning to race.
Rosy walked into the classroom like she owned it.
She was tall—around five feet seven—with long, elegant legs that drew attention the moment she stepped inside. Her skin carried a faint pinkish glow, almost like the soft color of a rose petal. She wore her uniform differently from everyone else; her skirt was noticeably shorter, and the heels she wore made her even taller.
Rosy took great care of her appearance. Her body was slim with a perfect hourglass figure, something she proudly maintained through constant effort.
And she knew it.
Everyone in the school knew Rosy was beautiful.
And Rosy never let anyone forget it.
Helena leaned slightly toward Julia and whispered irritably, "Her skirt is so short. No wonder boys keep staring at her."
Julia simply rolled her eyes.
Across the room, Daisy watched the girl approach with quiet curiosity.
She's already so tall… then why is she wearing heels inside the school? Daisy wondered silently.
Rosy stopped directly in front of Daisy.
For a moment, she simply stared at her.
Then she stepped closer.
The entire class watched.
Rosy reached forward and suddenly grabbed Daisy's chin between her fingers, lifting her face upward.
Her grip tightened.
Pain shot through Daisy's jaw.
"Ahh…" Daisy gasped softly, wincing.
Rosy's eyes narrowed with hostility.
"You little bitch," she spat coldly. "You want to take my place in this school?"
Julia immediately stood up. "Rosy, let her go. She didn't do anything."
Helena frowned as well. "Why are you being so rude?"
But Rosy ignored them completely.
Daisy slowly pushed Rosy's hand away from her face.
Her expression remained calm, though her eyes showed faint confusion.
"Excuse me, miss," Daisy said politely. "Why are you troubling me?"
"I didn't do anything to you."
Rosy scoffed.
"Huh…"
Her lips curled into a mocking smile.
"You are just acting innocent."
She leaned closer to Daisy, her gaze cold.
"You think you can play the good girl in front of everyone?"
Daisy blinked quietly.
She is unreasonable, Daisy thought.
Picking fights without reason.
Before Daisy could respond, another girl suddenly spoke.
Maddie crossed her arms and looked at Daisy with clear disdain.
"Rosy is the prettiest girl in our school," she said firmly.
Her eyes scanned Daisy from head to toe.
"You can't take her place, newbie."
Daisy stared at her for a moment before letting out a small sigh.
As if I want to…
Her shoulders relaxed slightly, clearly uninterested in their strange rivalry.
But Rosy's eyes remained locked on her.
And in that gaze burned something far more dangerous than simple jealousy.
Something darker.
Something territorial.
As if Daisy's very presence threatened the throne Rosy believed belonged only to her.
Suddenly, laughter echoed from the boys.
A tall boy with messy dark hair stepped forward first. His sharp jawline and playful eyes gave him a mischievous charm that many girls secretly admired.
Eric.
He was known around the campus as a flirt who never took anything seriously. His uniform shirt was slightly untucked, and his loosened tie made him look effortlessly rebellious.
He chuckled, clearly entertained by the scene.
"Seems like our campus belle has a competitor," Eric said with a grin.
The other boys behind him burst into giggles.
Eric leaned his shoulder against the doorframe, folding his arms as his amused gaze shifted toward Daisy.
"Maybe I should start chasing another girl," he added jokingly, a teasing smile curling across his lips.
Rosy's eyes immediately flared with fury.
Her face darkened.
"Eric!!!"
Then she pointed angrily at him.
"You brat!!!!"
Her voice echoed sharply through the room.
Another boy stepped forward beside Eric.
This one had soft auburn hair that fell gently over his forehead. His face carried a boyish innocence, but his playful grin betrayed his mischievous nature.
Jose.
He tilted his head slightly while studying Daisy.
"I think she might actually be prettier than our campus belle," he said, barely holding back his laughter.
Then he began giggling.
Rosy's expression exploded with rage.
"You bastards!" she snapped.
Ava shrank in her seat, watching nervously.
She's getting angry like fire… Ava thought anxiously.
She glanced toward Daisy.
This is not good for Daisy.
Ava knew Rosy's personality very well.
Rosy was obsessed with her beauty. Anyone who threatened her pride—even unintentionally—became her enemy.
She can do anything stupid, Ava thought.
Maybe even something harmful.
Meanwhile, the boys continued teasing her.
Their laughter only made Rosy angrier.
Then another boy suddenly walked into the classroom.
Unlike Eric and Jose, this boy carried a calm and confident presence.
Antoni.
He was tall and lean, with straight black hair and striking blue eyes that gave him an almost mysterious charm. His features were handsome in a quiet, elegant way, and his uniform was perfectly neat.
Many girls considered him one of the most attractive boys in school.
And he was Rosy's boyfriend.
He walked directly toward her, completely ignoring the curious gazes around him.
"Hey, babe," Antoni said casually.
Rosy looked at him sharply.
"Where have you been?" he continued.
Then he added with a teasing smirk,
"I heard you were fighting with a pretty girl."
The classroom froze.
Rosy's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Whatt?????"
Helena's mouth fell open.
Julia stared at Antoni in shock.
Even the boys standing at the door stopped laughing.
Did he just call me pretty?
Daisy blinked, completely stunned by the sudden shock over the whole classroom.
She looked confused.
Rosy slowly turned toward Antoni.
Her voice dropped into a dangerous tone.
"Did you just call her pretty?"
Antoni immediately realized the situation had become dangerous.
"Ummmm…"
"Babe…"
"I…"
He swallowed nervously.
"I am sorry."
But it was already too late.
Rosy's face hardened like ice.
"Break up."
The word dropped like a bomb.
The entire classroom fell silent.
Antoni's face turned pale.
"What?!"
"Babe, please forgive me!" he cried desperately.
He stepped forward, trying to stop her.
Rosy turned and began walking away without looking back.
Antoni panicked.
He rushed forward and suddenly dropped down, grabbing her legs.
"Babe please don't leave me!" he begged desperately.
Tears filled his eyes as he clung to her.
Rosy's expression twisted with irritation.
Without hesitation, she kicked him away with her high heels.
"Let go!"
Antoni fell backward slightly but still looked devastated.
Daisy watched the entire scene in disbelief.
They are weird, she thought quietly.
Helena crossed her arms, clearly annoyed.
"I am so done with this everyday drama."
Julia nodded immediately.
"Me too."
She sighed heavily.
"She really pisses me off."
Helena glanced toward Antoni, who was still begging Rosy.
"And that crying boyfriend of hers too."
She shook her head.
"Everything is just an act."
"He only lusts for her pretty body."
Daisy frowned slightly.
"Then I think he's a bad person," she said softly.
Helena nodded.
"Yes, he is."
Julia shrugged.
"No doubt."
The classroom slowly returned to its noisy atmosphere again.
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