From Me Who Almost Surrender
3.
...It's better by itself, though,...
...Than being in...
...The wrong relationship...
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He and I are not the same person. I'm a little girl in the year two thousand twenty-eight. This year was the first time I had set foot on human earth. As you may have guessed, I am no ordinary human being. I'm immune to bullies and without them knowing they're the wrong target. They should be careful before deciding.
But maybe their fate will soon be in my hands. Even though I look like this, many unexpressed secrets are neatly hidden. Let them know I am like this, I will unconsciously release them very horribly.
Bad grils girl named Laura while I'm Naura A. King. Those who bully me like to call me Nauoraak. Such a good name, quite understandable. I know they're rounding me flat-out rich pretentious and pretty. But to themselves they are all fake.
I was lucky to be alive again, despite putting myself in this cute girl. I really can't stand it. And as fast as silencing the dirty mouth of man. Awakening from to a line that is not worth imitating.
The atmosphere of the canteen seemed crowded, the students passed by and ordered food. There are also enjoying the dish, there are also hordes of sexy pretentious ciwis playing flirtatious eyes on senior brother. This stomach makes me unlucky, I'm the one who usually lazy to the canteen. Now I have to get used to it. I rogoh pocket sak on my red suit.
Crazy money what money, a day of school alone has a pocket half a million. Really - a chance for me. Eating a lot, I smiled a little at the thought of a lot of food on my desk. I can't wait, I lighten my feet through the glare of the eyes I don't like. They looked at me with disgust. I don't care, the important thing is a full stomach.
This time I ordered two drinks, one lime and the other taro. I was full and patted the stomach slowly which is now bulging most of the meal. And the owner doesn't accept where they've touched it, much less like me. They are made up of four groups, I looked at him with an amused look.
They did not accept it and one of his men then pulled my braid one hair back quite hard. And the other one pulled out the chair to make me fall to the floor. They all laughed at my suffering.
They forced me to drink something like regular juice. It was just that he spat out his saliva and stirred - stirring. Don't I'm the youngest even a dog wouldn't drink a former mad woman like her. Two men came forward holding me back so that I wouldn't rebel, and the other held my chin tight.
I'm angry so much, it's not fair to me. I also revolted from checking both my hands to hit the other table. I don't care about this kind of situation. How dare he wake up his anger. And kicked the man who was holding my chin firmly. Bounced along two long tables.
The head of the ciwi gang who was currently carrying a glass smiled faintly. He knew it was just a coincidence, and now came forward. Want to teach me in a way no less disgusting. Here I give you an extra class, teach heartless humans like you. He scoffed at me with his used saliva drink. Makes me want to throw up. He didn't make me drink yet, so I went back to my meatball bowl and threw up there.
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