When I Was A Wallflower

With his hands behind his back, Leo appeared aloof and intimidating as his black suit set off his fair skin.

Leo! Michelle dared not call his name out loud. She merely mouthed his name and gritted her teeth, tears almost rolling down her face.

When she came downstairs, Leo followed her from behind.

The reason she couldn't give up on pestering Amelie was to prove that she was better than the latter. She refused to be the losing party as it made her feel humiliated.

Watching the aggrieved look on Michelle's face, Amelie slowly returned to her senses.

I knew it! Michelle was the daughter of a wealthy family. How could she be willing to be a laughingstock without reason?

Since Michelle did all that just to attract Leo's attraction, she decided to play along with her.

As if not noticing Leo, Amelie changed her expression and grabbed Michelle's hands. "Miss Walsh, you're right. The New Year shows are just pure entertainment. They aren't sophisticated events at all. I'm sure someone as excellent as you don't even enjoy watching them."

Her response took Michelle aback.

Upon hearing her compliment, Michelle immediately assumed that Amelie was mocking her.

The more she thought, the more eager she was to prove how excellent she was. Hence, she announced, "I'm not considered outstanding in my family, but at least I graduated from a prestigious Ivy League university. Anyone who graduated from an Ivy League university is naturally exceptional. So far, no one I know of has graduated from an Ivy League university!"

Amelie was speechless at that.

Did all Ivy League university students behave like her? Did all of them look down on people and act almighty?

Was the Ivy League some kind of joke?

However, Amelie didn't forget her original intention. She purposely raised her voice in exaggeration and exclaimed, "Wow! Ivy League?! That's so cool! I can't compare to you, Miss Walsh. My university can't even get into whatever league in Corynthea. It is merely an ordinary university."

Michelle couldn't stifle a laugh upon hearing that.

That woman was indeed dumb. She didn't even seem to know what Ivy League was!

The guests who overheard Amelie laughed out loud as well.

Some thought she was being funny, but some carried the same thought as Michelle who assumed Amelie was ignorant.

Of course, Amelie heard their laughter, but she didn't care.

Others couldn't simply judge one's intelligence. What mattered most was one's own thoughts.

As if not understanding why the crowd was laughing, she continued, "Even though I studied at an ordinary university, I merely strove to graduate."

then, she was busy doing live broadcasts and establishing Starlight Media, so

flip the untouched textbook and digest everything

her exams every single time.

graduated from university, Michelle was even more confident.

chin, she announced in a clear and loud voice, "Even though school was tough for me since young, I still managed to cultivate my other talents. I obtained a tenth-grade in piano, a professional qualification in violin, a membership

Amelie didn't know that there were professional and amateur levels in each

all the other

almost wanted to clean her

Miss Walsh?" She pointed at

talents in front of Leo. However, Amelie merely mentioned that just to

upward, Michelle agreed readily. "Sure, if you want to hear me play."

as if she was only going to play for Amelie out of pity.

made a beeline for

rid of that annoying piece

grumbled, a reminder that she had not eaten lunch yet after being occupied

famished.

on stage, she strode toward the buffet table.

of delicacies was arranged neatly.

extremely particular when it came to food. Upon seeing the delicate dishes on the table that resembled works of art, she couldn't help clicking her tongue.

waiter lifted the lid

then dished some food, took a seat, and enjoyed her

rang in her

the beat. She had to admit that Michelle played the piano very well.

done with her meal, Michelle

help looking in the direction of

be a crowd surrounding the area.

a pity." Amelie sighed.

that she shouldn't go overboard on certain

music would only blend into the background after being played

not to join the crowd and instead roam around the buffet area.

rounds, she noticed a few glasses placed

glasses, and the colors made

same amount but in the shape of a ladder in ascending

recalled videos of foreigners

spoon from the waiter

expected, the sound produced was pleasant.

times, she realized that the

her mind was filled with a melody.

eyes, she hummed to the music and started playing

right about the piano performance. After the crowd listened to a few more pieces, they started getting sick

the buffet corner, and when they heard the low humming of a woman's voice combined with the sounds produced by the glasses, they couldn't