My Destined Lover

With five minutes left before class, Laura walked into the classroom. Immediately, she was keenly aware that the atmosphere in the classroom was not right. Everyone was looking at her with a strange face.

When Lucy saw her, she stood up nervously, “Laura, don’t get angry. Listen to me first …”

“What’s wrong?” Laura felt strange. Just about to sit down, she inadvertently looked at the trash can. There was a pile of paper inside, which was brand new. Exactly the new books she got yesterday! Her hand clenched.

“Who did this?” She held the corner of the table, her face as cold as if it was covered with a layer of ice. These three words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the fire of the crowd.

They asked, “Laura, did you not clean up yesterday?”

“Can’t you smell the stench in the class? How dare you act as if nothing happened?”

“…”

In contrast to the crowd’s excitement, Laura stood expressionlessly and said calmly, “I’m asking who torn up my books.”

The voice was clear, but they seemed not to hear it and continued to be aggressive.

“If you didn’t do it, then why don’t you answer our question?”

“If you clean up now, we can pretend it never happened.”

“…”

Laura suddenly sneered, “No one admits it, right?” After saying that, she turned around, grabbed the collar of the girl sitting behind her, ignoring the girl’s struggle, and dragged her in the direction of the trash can.

The crowd was stunned, they all recognized that the girl was close to Lily, and they were instantly shocked and angry.

“Laura, what are you doing? You have a grudge against Lily, and it’s okay to target her. What’s wrong with you doing it to her friend?”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Shame of you.”

The girl was strangled by her clothes, and her face turned red for suffocation. Fear of death made her curse regardless, “Laura, you hick, let go of me. Son of bitch!”

Laura didn’t say a word to the curses coming from all directions, but with a sneer, she pressed the girl’s head down to the trash can, with a bang. Several papers flew into her open mouth. She snorted and coughed awkwardly. The corners of her eyes were red for sting and tears flowed. Even so, she was still cursing, “Let go of me, bitch!”

At this moment, even the few boys felt pity for the girl. They all looked at each other and said, “Laura, are you sure it was Nora who tore your books? You are bullying her like this, do you have any evidence?”

“Bullying without evidence, huh.”

At that, Laura suddenly turned around and glared viciously at the group of boys who were talking. She felt like a wolf or a wild tiger.

The group of boys was frightened by her eyes, and they unconsciously took a few steps backward. They stopped talking as if they hadn’t seen anything.

Laura looked at the girl.

“Nora, right?” She smiled, but there was a sense of oppression between her words, “Why did you tear my book?”