Boyd idly pushed around the green beans on his plate and said coolly, “Compared to before.”

“Yeah. With all those books you read, you should grasp the concept of self-awareness. I know I’m not the most

straightforward person, and someday I might do something that’ll make y’all cringe. But what bugs me most is,

even if what they say is true, I can’t stand people bad-mouthing me. I won’t give them the satisfaction of calling me

shameless behind my back. I don’t need that kind of gossip in my life.”

Boyd watched as she flicked the onions from her salad to the side, her face twisted in disgust. He smirked slightly, “I

thought you didn’t care about such things?”

“So I should just let everyone nitpick at me?” Yasmine’s appetite vanished as she shoveled a few more forkfuls of

mashed potatoes into her mouth. “I am also a human being. I don’t care, so does that mean anyone can freely slap

a label on me?”

Boyd just looked at her, “You can always set the record straight.” He slowly took another bite, “But this is because

of what I said to you in art class, isn’t it? If it isn’t you, you could explain, or prove your innocence.”

Yasmine’s movements quickened, and soon her plate was empty, save for the pile of onions in the corner.d2

“No need.” She slammed her fork down a bit too hard, “If I’m already so despicable in everyone’s eyes, what’s the

point? Proving myself once means I might have to do it again. Who am I proving my innocence for? Them? Or you?

Who among you is worthy of my explanation?”

A shadow fell across Boyd’s usually clear-cut gaze. “It seems you feel quite wronged indeed.”

Yasmine stared at him for a moment before standing up abruptly. “You’re right, I’m no saint. To suffer baseless

accusations is indeed a grievance.”

Boyd finished his last bite of food, “So, isn’t that also one of the reasons to clear your name?”

“Not good enough.” Yasmine raised her voice, her chin up, her eyes looking down at Boyd with a chilly smile,

“They’ve wronged me for no reason, and you think proving my innocence is that simple?”

She picked up her plate and pushed back her chair, “They made me suffer, and I intend to make them suffer more.

Today, thanks to you, Boyd, I realized I still have a twisted sense of humor. An eye for an eye makes life more

interesting. So everyone had better watch out. Don’t think I’m just talking. I’m full of cunning plans, and not using

them would be a disservice.”

The whole cafeteria fell silent.

All the kids were looking at Yasmine, with confusion, disgust, and fear in their eyes. There were few people around

Yasmine, and fear of her was definitely a part of the reason.

Boyd glanced up at her, “You don’t care about the suspicions of others, but my words stir up such a reaction?”

plate tightening. She was silent

frankly, “Because I think no amount of reading can make up for your useless brain, and

been wrong about you from the start, it feels like a

time, his usually expressionless face

with the force

felt a sudden sense of satisfaction. Nothing

up with a worried

“Cut it.”

her a cool glance and walked away with her plate towards the tray return

the cafeteria without looking back. Her demeanor was clearly that of someone

drastic.

set as he

they too

was by the flowerbed, yanking out the lilies that had survived the recent

in front

Staring at Serana, who had

like them, don’t you? Take them. They’re a gift. Keep them as

kids couldn’t

still looked at Serana with cold eyes, “You are ignorant and stupid. I

surrounding chatter, she continued, “I can’t understand

to know it. Otherwise, what’s the point

gestured with her chin towards the flowers at Serana’s feet, “I despise you,

to be sneaky about

look at Boyd, her face sarcastic, “I’m not into playing your subversive games. Not interested,

openly, and if people decide it’s me, I don’t feel wronged by a

the reputation of

to suffer the biggest insult? What

meaning of Yasmine’s words, but Boyd’s face suddenly turned

naive or foolish. She wouldn’t bother with thankless

students crowded around her. Yasmine watched the

biting sarcasm, unaffected.

students babbled the story, but the director was visibly

this. Without evidence, it’s irresponsible

feel if you were falsely

director’s words hung in the

hanging around the garden. If it

anyone be

heavily, “Those flowers weren’t willfully destroyed by

care. She’s been tending to them all along. So, it couldn’t have been

what they cherish

erupted in murmurs

that possible? Those flowers were

seeds, but without Yasmine, that

of them, even if it

what

head in resignation, “If she decided to destroy them, then she must have

were no longer worth her love, or perhaps, they

side was Boyd, whose eyes suddenly flashed.

gaze.

director paused, then turned to the teachers nearby, “This afternoon’s class, let’s teach

cultivating lilies.”

nodded in agreement and accepted

Yasmine spoke up, dusting the soil off her hands, “director, Bryson is taking me

afternoon.”

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