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."

establishing Starlight Media, so she

two weeks prior to examinations to flip the untouched textbook and digest

her exams every single time.

that Amelie narrowly graduated from university, Michelle

since young, I still managed to cultivate my other talents. I

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

that, she continued naming all the other qualifications or memberships that she obtained.

clean her ears

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

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

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

looked as if she was only going to

a beeline for

I managed to get rid of that annoying piece of

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

was famished.

performance on stage, she strode toward the

was

came to food. Upon seeing the delicate dishes on

walked over, a waiter lifted the lid for

some food, took a seat, and enjoyed

sound of piano music rang in her ears.

She had to admit that Michelle

with her meal, Michelle was

help looking in the direction of the stage.

be a crowd

pity." Amelie sighed.

know that she shouldn't go overboard

played, the music would only

decided not to join the crowd and instead roam

she noticed a few glasses

the colors made them

were not filled with the same amount but in

of foreigners striking

then asked for a steel spoon from the waiter and tentatively tapped the

sound produced

times, she realized

filled with a melody.

eyes, she hummed to the music and started playing

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

corner, and when they heard the low humming of a woman's voice combined with the sounds produced by the glasses, they