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."

she was busy doing live broadcasts and establishing Starlight Media, so she didn't

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

aced her exams every single

Amelie narrowly graduated from university,

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

"professional" for fear that Amelie didn't know that there were professional and amateur levels in each of the extra-curricular activities that she

naming all the other qualifications

almost wanted to clean her ears due to

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

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

agreed readily. "Sure, if

she was only going to play for Amelie

a beeline for the stage.

annoying

stomach grumbled, a reminder that she had not eaten

was famished.

performance on stage, she strode toward

array of delicacies was arranged neatly.

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

a waiter lifted the lid for her.

food, took a seat, and enjoyed her

rang in her ears.

to the beat. She had to admit that Michelle played

her meal, Michelle was still playing

in the direction of

seemed to be a crowd surrounding the area.

a pity." Amelie sighed.

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

played, the music would only blend into the background after being played repeatedly.

thought, Amelie decided not to join the crowd and instead roam around the buffet

few rounds, she noticed a few glasses placed on the

and the colors made them look vibrant.

the glasses were not filled with the same amount but in the shape

she recalled videos of foreigners striking the glasses to produce

a steel spoon from the waiter and tentatively tapped the

the sound produced was pleasant.

few more times, she realized that the glasses

filled with

her eyes, she hummed to the music and started playing around with the

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

humming of a woman's voice combined with the sounds produced by the glasses, they