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 she didn't

could only make use of the two weeks prior to examinations to flip the untouched textbook and digest everything in a short

exams every single time.

heard that Amelie narrowly graduated from university, Michelle was even more confident.

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 in the Equestrian Association, a

that there were professional

all the other qualifications or memberships that she

wanted to clean her ears due to

on stage, Miss Walsh?" She pointed at the piano on stage and suggested.

a great idea for Michelle to show off her talents in front of Leo. However, Amelie merely mentioned that just

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

going to play for

that, she made a

of that annoying piece of gum. Amelie finally felt relaxed.

she had not eaten lunch yet after being

famished.

stage, she strode toward the buffet table.

delicacies was arranged neatly.

money, she wasn't extremely particular when it came to food. Upon seeing the delicate dishes

over, a waiter lifted the lid

some food, took a seat,

piano music rang in her

had to admit that Michelle played the

meal, Michelle was still playing the piano.

in the direction of the stage.

a crowd surrounding the area.

a pity." Amelie sighed.

know that she shouldn't go overboard on certain things.

matter how beautifully the piano was played, the music would only blend into the background after being played repeatedly.

Amelie decided not to join the crowd and instead roam around the

a few

glasses, and the colors made them look vibrant.

the same amount but in

recalled videos of foreigners striking the

the

sound produced

few more times, she realized that

filled with a melody.

and started

hand, Amelie was right about the piano performance. After the crowd listened

over to the buffet corner, and when they heard the low humming of a woman's voice combined with