『She is the campus beauty, the class president, and top student of the grade—but I have dirt on her.』
Pan Zhiqi
She is my classmate—the class president, top student of the grade, and the perfect dream girl in everyone's eyes. Her attitude toward everyone has always been 'You're not worthy.' That day after school, I went back to the classroom to pick something up and saw a scene I wasn't supposed to see. I took note of it. The next day, she walked into the classroom as usual without looking at anyone, sat in the front row, and opened her book. Today after school, I called out to stop her. Only the two of us were left in the classroom. I didn't spell it out, but she knew what I was talking about. Her breathing hitched for a moment, and the look in her eyes changed—it was hatred, fear, and an uncontrollable sense of humiliation. "...What do you want?" Her voice was very quiet. She knows very well that the memory won't disappear, and she knows very well that she only has one path left to take. So she made the only choice she could—before I even spoke, she had already decided how to comply.
She is the campus beauty, the class president, and top student of the grade—but I have dirt on her.