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."

broadcasts and establishing Starlight Media, so she didn't have to

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

exams every single

graduated from university, Michelle was even

to cultivate my other talents. I obtained a tenth-grade in piano, a professional qualification in violin, a membership in the Equestrian Association, a

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

naming all the other qualifications

her ears due to

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

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

if you

as if she was only going to play for

saying that, she made a beeline for the stage.

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

eaten

famished.

on stage, she strode toward the buffet

of delicacies was

it came to food. Upon seeing the delicate dishes on the table that resembled works of

a waiter lifted the lid for

food, took a seat, and enjoyed her

rang in her ears.

couldn't help tapping to the beat. She had to admit that Michelle played the piano very well. It did somehow stimulate her appetite.

was done with her meal, Michelle was still playing the

couldn't help looking in the direction of

be a crowd surrounding the

a pity." Amelie sighed.

shouldn't go overboard on certain things.

would only

crowd and instead roam around the buffet

rounds, she noticed a few glasses placed on the table.

the colors made

glasses were not filled with the same amount but

foreigners striking the glasses to produce sounds.

spoon from the waiter and tentatively tapped

expected, the sound produced was pleasant.

more times, she realized

mind was filled

eyes, she hummed to the music and started playing around

listened to a few more

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