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."

Starlight Media, so she didn't have to

to examinations to flip the untouched textbook and digest everything in a short period of time.

she aced her exams every single

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

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

emphasized the word "professional" for fear that Amelie didn't know that there were professional and

continued naming all the other

her ears due to

perform a song for us on stage, Miss Walsh?" She pointed at the piano on

However, Amelie merely mentioned that just to get away from her. She talks too

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

looked as if she was only going to play for Amelie out

saying that, she made a beeline for the

get rid of that annoying piece of gum. Amelie finally felt

stomach grumbled, a reminder that she had not eaten lunch

was famished.

she strode toward the buffet table.

was arranged neatly.

seeing the delicate dishes on the table that resembled works of art, she couldn't help clicking

waiter lifted the

dished some food, took a seat, and

rang in her ears.

Michelle played the

done with her meal, Michelle was still playing the piano.

looking in the direction of

seemed to be a crowd surrounding

pity." Amelie sighed.

know that she shouldn't go

the piano was played, the music would only blend into the background after being played

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

a

in the glasses, and the colors made them

glasses were not filled with the same amount but in the

she recalled videos of foreigners striking the glasses to produce

then asked for a steel spoon from the waiter and tentatively

the sound produced

trying a few more times, she realized that

mind was filled with

to the music and

piano performance. After the crowd listened to a few more pieces, they started getting sick of it and

heard the low humming of a woman's