Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

……

"Jiang, how come you're so beautiful?"

The boy in the front row turned around, grinning.

He had a mole on the corner of his mouth and sported the most fashionable hairstyle at the time.

Jiang Nianxi put down her pen, slowly raised her head, and gave him a cold look.

Without saying a final word, he continued working on the exercises in his hands.

Silence can be a coolant.

It can also be the fuse that ignites everything.

The boy looked rather unwell, and even his deskmate was chuckling quietly.

People around them were also glancing at them subtly.

Jiang Nianxi hates being the center of attention.

I don't like being looked at like a monkey.

She'll get annoyed.

Although such boredom cannot be a reason to avoid social interaction.

The boy was persistent; the mole on the corner of his mouth moved with his lips, one movement after another.

"Why aren't you talking to me, Jiang Nianxi? We're classmates, let's be friends. I know all the girls in our class, I can introduce you to some good girlfriends."

"Jiang Nianxi, are you listening to me? My name is Shi Zhenqi."

"Hey, I'm not that scary-looking, am I? Don't keep your head down."

"Have you said enough?"

Jiang Nianxi gripped the pen handle with sudden force.

"I……"

The boy's lips trembled slightly, seemingly not expecting the girl to be so heartless.

So inhumane.

He didn't even give a classmate any face.

This challenged his "interpersonal relationships," which he had always been proud of.

His expression darkened.

Good-looking people tend to receive more kindness from the world.

However, in some cases, the situation may be the opposite.

After all, the world never determines the extent of a person's suffering based on their appearance.

What is meant to be experienced will never be absent.

Since that day, many boys have been trying to get close to him.

Some were even bold enough to confess their feelings after only meeting a few times.

When it came to handling love letters, Jiang Nianxi would initially politely decline.

However, the harassment did not lessen.

On the contrary, if you politely decline, the other party may think that there is still a chance and become even more aggressive.

Gradually, Jiang Nianxi stopped caring about saving face for her classmates.

I tore one up every time I received one.

The trash cans at the back of the classroom were always overflowing with garbage.

Those around them saw it all, but they just laughed it off.

Some girls even showed jealousy and hatred that shouldn't be present at their age.

What are they jealous of?

What are they hating?

They stole the so-called resources.

The answer is destined to remain unknown.

……

"I never expected Jiang Nianxi to be this kind of person..."

"That's not all. I heard from my best friend that she slept with Wang Jian from the vocational school next door last weekend..."

"I've heard about it too, wow, that's pretty slutty...tsk tsk..."

"Who knows? She always acts all aloof, but she's been messing around a lot behind the scenes..."

Rumors and gossip, spreading false information.

Every time Jiang Nianxi heard such words, she would involuntarily clench her fists.

She had heard of Wang Jian.

A good-for-nothing hoodlum from the vocational school next door has even started a gang, and people from the vocational school have joined it, as have people from our school.

He was previously advised to leave the hospital for soliciting prostitution.

He was very famous in these classes and was often seen smoking at the school gate.

She had never met him, but she always heard people linking her to that Wang Jian.

Over time, Wang Jian somehow heard about these things and actually came to find her.

He bribed a classmate to find out her whereabouts in advance.

That day, there weren't many clouds; it had rained the day before, and the sky was a deep blue, like an artificially created crystal blue.

Jiang Nianxi, carrying her schoolbag, had just stepped out of the school gate and passed a corner.

A boy who was about 1.7 meters tall, along with a fat boy and a thin boy, blocked her way.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, took a deep drag, and the acrid smoke filled the alleyway.

The two men next to him just stood there with their hands in their pockets, giving him a forced smile.

"You're Jiang Nianxi?"

He laughed, and his yellowed teeth smelled foul even from this distance.

There were students passing by, most of whom just glanced at it curiously before immediately lowering their heads and moving away.

There was no rescue as depicted in the novel.

Everyone was indifferent.

They were afraid of getting into trouble, afraid that this so-called thug would retaliate.

Even though this girl is so beautiful and lovable.

Jiang Nianxi watched them silently.

"Be my third girlfriend, and I can take you for a walk and introduce you to your two older sisters."

A follower chuckled, "Brother Wang, you might as well give this girl to me as my girlfriend. You already have two girlfriends."

Wang Jian turned around and cursed, "You motherfucker, do you want to die?"

"..."

Jiang Nianxi herself seemed to be treated as a commodity.

That's how everyone sees it.

They discussed her future, her destiny, and how to possess her without any restraint.

He was completely unrestrained in her presence.

No one asked her how she felt.

She was harassed by constant confessions of love and stared at by all sorts of disgusting gazes.

It's always the same, every single time.

Because she is beautiful.

Therefore, she should be seized and possessed, made a vassal, and turned into a plaything.

Therefore, she deserves to be envied, have dirty rumors spread about her, be isolated, and be the subject of dirty jokes.

Has anyone asked her how she feels?

"..."

Jiang Nianxi lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

A drop of deep red blood suddenly fell onto the cement floor.

If that's the case, then it would be better to ruin this face, wouldn't it?

But what did she do wrong?

Studying, doing odd jobs, cooking for myself, and cleaning.

She is a good girl.

So, should good children be bullied?

Or is it that because they follow the rules too much, they are seen as weak and easy targets?

To covet, to spy on.

She hated this kind of life, this empty and boring life.

This is what youth is like.

She had never met her father, nor did she have one.

No one can protect her every moment.

She has to rely on herself.

Everything can only be earned through one's own efforts.

Protect and defend yourself with your own hands.

No one knows what exactly happened in the alley that day.

All I know is that the police knocked on the classroom door the next day during class.

There was a lot of blood at the scene.

"..."

Amidst the astonished gazes of her classmates, Jiang Nianxi calmly stood up and followed the police out.

Will the future hold darkness?

She thought she had only done what she was supposed to do.

Soon after, a story began to circulate on campus.

A girl from Class 7 seriously injured three boys from the neighboring vocational school.

Perhaps, maintaining a prickly appearance is the only way to avoid so much pain.

He bore it all alone, supported his family alone, and died alone.

Like a lone jellyfish, drifting aimlessly in the unfathomable darkness of the ocean.

Her poison is left for all those who try to manipulate her.

Jiang Nianxi lowered her eyes and signed her name on the last line of the settlement agreement.

……