Scum Coercion

Sure enough, this rubbish started to falter again, it's thick-skinned anyway.

So why did I spoil myself to kiss him in the first place? It would be bad if I was misunderstood by this rubbish and made an inch of it.

But he has already entered so much, in a sense, there is nothing to retreat.

When I thought about seeing him before, I was so angry, and I was even more regretful when I kissed him excitedly.

What the hell am I doing? If only I could keep slapping him.

Feeling my cheeks getting hot, I turned my head.

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe in a few days."

"Oh

Don't bother me today. "

"I know, hahaha~

While humbly happy that I don’t need to be harassed anymore today, and feeling inexplicably complicated and entangled with my own sorrow, I walked out of the small space under the stairs with heavy steps.

(What conditions should be put forward in order to take revenge on this scumbag? Why can't I cut the mess quickly and leave first?)

That scumbag had gone far away, but fortunately no one passed by in this area, I was like a thief, and hurried back to my class after making sure that no one had seen my whereabouts.

I covered my neck all the way.

Scared like a rabbit, I looked around cautiously, then sat back in my classroom seat when the bell rang.

Really.

I slumped my shoulders weakly, and let out a long sigh.

Although it's not a big deal to have a hickey on the neck, and the man's mouth should not be poisonous, but has he really not considered the girl's mood when she is treated with strange eyes?

I opened the book indignantly, in order not to be seen by the hickey on the side of my neck, I could only keep reading with my neck covered, trying my best to make my posture and expression look natural.

"Student Jasmine~ How do you do this question?"

"what?!"

The boy at the same table stabbed me, and I immediately stared back reflexively.

Men, I hate men so much. Ever since I saw that man's dirty body, I really hope that I will never touch a man again in my life.

The deskmate seemed to be frightened by my eyes, made a whining sound, and pointed to the question in the book timidly. "Uh, it's yesterday's topic. The teacher skipped the topic just now, can you explain it for me?"...Okay. "

After hesitating for a long time, I squeezed out a bit of strength and wrote a few lines of formulas with my left hand to perfunctory him.

Although I hate men very much, my deskmate is still innocent. It would be fine if I just help him answer the questions. "thank you

"You're welcome."

While clutching my neck absently, I answered him coldly.

However, this guy is particularly annoying today.

Even though he was in class, he didn't listen carefully, just like a guy whose grades were below the straight line, he secretly talked to me with a curious look.

"I always feel that classmate Jasmine is in a bad mood today. Did something happen?"

"No."

I covered my neck and answered him, and at the same time squeezed out the strength to stare at him.

This means "I'm bored today and you don't disturb me".

Fortunately, he is also a normal person, and he will not be like some disgusting guy who is entangled without a bottom line, so when he cooperates to shrink his body to a place far away from me, I feel a little better a little.

"Student Jasmine, this time you are the first in the monthly exam in our class, and you also got a perfect score in mathematics, so please explain this question to everyone on the spot, because it is the final question of the monthly exam, and you are the only one in the class. Get all the points."

!!!

The teacher is calling me.

Why is it today?

If I knew this question earlier, I would forget it.

Filled with remorse, I stood up silently.

I lowered my head and looked at the black hair hanging smoothly in my field of vision. I bit my lip and suppressed it for a while before I walked up to the podium helplessly.

Picking up the chalk, I tried to hide my feelings and explained to everyone in a cold tone.

"This question is

While speaking, my legs clamped unconsciously.

I'm so nervous, I'm afraid of being discovered, this kind of humiliation that makes me uncomfortable, no, Sunflower is also watching me from below, I must behave well.

Even though it was very painful, I still rubbed my thighs, covered my neck with one hand pretending to be natural and put my hair behind my head, and wrote on the blackboard with my left hand.

Chapter 3 Jasmine’s Hard Day ([-])

Although I am not left-handed, I still completed the program perfectly under the belief that I must not be found. "As expected of classmate Jasmine, everyone should study."

Appreciative voices came from below.