Not a Witch

After picking up the chalk and writing her name on the slate beautifully, she turned around, looked at the students in the classroom with pure blue eyes, bowed slightly, smiled, and then began to introduce herself.

"Hello everyone, my name is Rohir, and I'm from Vilgar in the south..."

The bright and clean sunshine of spring shone on his body, and his voice was ethereal and clear, rippling slightly in the classroom, and his bright face and flawless pupils seemed to make the soul sleep peacefully in it.

After returning to silver hair, Roland Hill found that the effect of the pendant that lightened his appearance was not as good as before. The overly conspicuous silver hair seemed to enhance the sense of existence, making it difficult to ignore his original appearance.

If it was said that the identity of Lorraine before was only to the extent that people felt very beautiful, but now that he has restored his original hair color and eye color, there will be a kind of dreamy feeling that is not like the world.

As a result, after class was over in the morning, a large group of people gathered around and blocked the water around her. Not only boys, but more girls in the class, they were chatting and asking Roland Hill all kinds of questions. .

"What kind of skin care product do you use, Rosie?" a girl asked curiously.

"I haven't used this before, I don't know." Roland Hill replied cautiously, feeling that such an answer was a bit arrogant, but she really couldn't think of a brand, and saying it wrong would cause jokes and misunderstandings.

"Oh? No, is it really natural?" The girl was a little unbelievable.

"Don't use your barren knowledge to speculate on Rosie." Several girls next to her took the initiative to defend.

"Is Luo Xier the eldest lady of which family? She is so beautiful and has a temperament, so I'm envious."

"This..." Roland Hill didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's take you to the restaurant at noon today, there is a home with very good specialties." Several eldest ladies from noble backgrounds jointly suggested.

"Why do you occupy the new classmates, so everyone can't go together?" Others began to object collectively.

"That's it."

"Rochelle, can I be your friend?"

"Stinky boy, go away and don't touch Rosie's desk."

"Or let Rosie be the monitor." A girl suggested, and the others responded.

"This is good."

"I agree too~"

.......

"Unanimously approved!" In just one morning, Roland Hill won the power of the new class.

Looking at a group of classmates in the class, Lorraine Hill then remembered that most of them were only 16-17 years old, at the age of youthful sprouting. Many things really only depend on appearance, and everything depends on impulse and excitement.

She looks good and can't be eaten. I really don't understand. She shook her head slightly, her silver hair slid over her shoulders and fell on the book in front of her. Looking at the notes recorded on it, everything seemed to return to that youthful bloom. In the season of [-], the classroom where writing was quiet in the summer, and the blackboard where it was written that the college entrance examination was X days away.

The memories of youth and youth have different tastes when recalled at different ages. When I recalled the first few years of college, I regretted that I didn’t study hard, didn’t get into a good university, and a good major.

When I look back after working for a few years, I will feel that the emotions at that time are very pure and cherished. Time seems to be coated with a sweet taste, and some things and people have become better.

At noon lunch, a large group of people put together several tableware, and almost the entire class gathered to welcome the new student.

Roland Hill sat in the middle, surrounded by her classmates, her every move was watched by countless eyes, she wanted to eat something, as long as her eyes moved there, her classmates would help hand it over.

This feeling of being in the spotlight made her feel a lot of pressure, as if any action was put under the spotlight.

What if she was embarrassed, what if she said the wrong thing, she thought she was a human being and was not afraid of such a small scene at all, but in fact she was not, she was actually very nervous.

It was not like this in the Chamber of Commerce before. At that time, she was the eldest lady of the Chamber of Commerce, and naturally she was the superior of the group of people. When they were together, they discussed official affairs. No one dared to discuss her private affairs. Besides, she did some things in the Chamber of Commerce. It did bring a lot of benefits to the entire Chamber of Commerce, and it gave her a sense of stability.

But it’s different in school. Students are on the same level. If people around you pay attention to your every move, discuss you, talk about you, and evaluate you, you can’t ask everyone not to do this, even because they want to be together. Studying and taking classes are simply impossible to avoid these scenes.

The topics discussed at the dinner table revolve around her. Although it is peaceful and flattering now, there is no guarantee that the wind will suddenly change one day. After all, everyone is very impulsive when they are young. She has also experienced and seen some things. The higher it is, the more it makes Roland Hill feel bad and worried.

For the first time, she even had the idea of ​​escape.

Chapter 50 The Maid in the Rain

The morning light entered the dormitory, and through the light blue curtains, the interior was also covered with a layer of light blue, and a figure in the upper bunk slowly opened his eyes.Looking at the brightness outside the window, she estimated that the time was almost up, so she got up from the bed and climbed out of the bed carefully, not to wake other people in the room.

However, it didn't work as expected, and he stepped on something similar to a basin without checking on the way down, so the sound of metal swaying sounded in the bedroom.

"It's annoying, it's early in the morning, what's this for?"

"Kafra, why are you up so early? It's annoying."

"Shouldn't I be looking for another senior boy?"

"Sorry, sorry to bother you."

The teen kept apologizing to her roommate before getting dressed and going out.

At this time, it was just bright outside, and the air seemed a little cold. Kavra squeezed her cuffs, and then walked quickly with her arms folded in her hands. First, she went to have a simple breakfast, and then went to the classroom.

It has been almost 2 months since she came to Emenas as a freshman. Except for the first few days that were relatively easy, the following days became difficult for her.

Because of her poor foundation, she learned many courses relatively slowly, her physical fitness was average, and the combat course was even more unbearable. Fortunately, the first-year combat course has not yet entered the actual combat stage, so she will not make a big fool.

After entering the classroom, the air gradually became warmer, and she slowly lowered her arms, looked around, found a remote place to sit down, and took out books and textbooks to start learning and memorizing.

After reviewing it first, she previewed today's new knowledge. After reading the new knowledge, the number of talents in the classroom gradually increased. Seeing that there was more time left, she opened the notebook again and used a pen on the paper. It seems to be the focus of what the teacher said before.

At this time, the classroom slowly became lively, and the seats were gradually filled.

"Kafra is pretending to study again, it's disgusting..." In the commotion in the classroom, some harsh words were hidden in it, which she accidentally caught.

"You said that if she really worked so hard, how could her grades be so poor.... I think she usually doesn't work hard and just pretends to be temporary."

"Don't you know, don't look at her average length, but she will always seduce people."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. Not long after school started, I saw her with a certain senior, tsk tsk, it's a pity that people don't look down on her."

"I tell you there's something even more disgusting."

"What else?"

"Because she and I are roommates. When we went out to dinner for the first time, we asked each other how we got recommendation letters. Tsk tsk, she is not ordinary."

"Like us, most of them are selected by the top group of the regional competitions and then given admission qualifications. She is better. When she was in the competition in her hometown, because her strength was not as good as others, she hooked up with the selectors. I won't say more about it later, so as not to dirty everyone's ears."

"Wow, is this still possible? This can also hook up."

"Yes, don't look at how ordinary people wear, there are many methods."

......

Some contempt, disgust, and contempt came from not far away.Kavra's writing hand froze, but she didn't stop, but her writing was obviously crooked and distorted, not as neat as before.

"Good morning everyone, let's start today's class..." As the teacher on the podium slapped the crystal board, complex magic patterns began to emerge on it.

"Today we are going to talk about the choice of the inscription pattern of the extraordinary core, and the engraving..."

After introducing the diagram, the teacher stretched out his left hand again, and then a huge translucent sphere appeared above the classroom, in which the brilliance flowed, the magic power flowed continuously, and then continued to outline one after another.

"This is the most basic original sequence core, and many wild beasts are constantly changing and advancing based on this."

Following the teacher's demonstration, the students below were fascinated by it, and most of them benefited a lot, but there were also a few students who were still anxious and didn't know why.Kafla is one of them.

After class, she wanted to ask the teacher, but the podium was already crowded with students, and she couldn't squeeze in.

"This person is really annoying. There are so many people who have to squeeze in. Do you know how to be polite." A girl next to him said angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Kafla quickly apologized, and then backed out.

Later, she wanted to ask other classmates, but most of them said they were not available, and the remaining classmates who were familiar with each other because they usually study together, also dodged a little and found some reasons.

"This, I'm sorry, Kavra, I didn't understand much." After speaking, the classmate with glasses also ran away.

"Why does she still know you?" "Don't say it, I didn't know it before. Seeing her very serious, I thought she was a good student, but I didn't expect, alas..."

The whispers from afar made her hand that she was about to raise put down again.

The campus life that I used to yearn for is not good, and the classmates are not all friendship, but more misunderstanding and hurt.

After school, the other students left one after another, and only Kavra stayed in the classroom.

But today is different from the past. She didn't focus on writing or learning something. She unconsciously doodled strokes on the notebook she cherished on weekdays. Her eyes were blank and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Oops, looking at the darkened sky, she quickly walked out of the classroom and ran towards the dining room, only to buy some cold food in the end.

Back in the dormitory building, she was about to open the door when bursts of chatter and laughter came from the door, but when she entered, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Continue to put things away carefully. After washing, she read a book in the hall alone and went back to the bedroom to rest very late, because everyone else was asleep at this time, so she could feel more at ease and not have to face those harsh eyes.

After a few days like this, fewer and fewer people in the class are willing to talk to her. Everywhere she goes, people seem to be talking about her secretly. An inadvertent action, a small mistake, seems to attract people around. human laughter.

She became nervous, often insomnia, and sometimes fell asleep in class without realizing it, which attracted the teacher's rebuke and the laughter of the people around her.

Said to be classmates, but those faces made her extremely frightened.

It was another day after school, and the classroom was empty. It seemed that only at this time could she feel a little more at ease.

There was rain in the sky, and it slammed on the slate steps, splashing water, and a gust of wind blew, bringing a lot of water vapor and rain and fog to wet the face.Holding her book, Kavra stood on the steps, hesitant.

But it was getting dark, and there was no one else around.

She could only go back in the rain, hoping that the book would not get wet. Just as she was about to rush out, a footstep sounded from behind, and then an umbrella appeared beside her. She couldn't help but look back, it turned out to be Bai from the same class. Levi.

"Thank you..." She felt a long-lost warmth in her heart.

"Sorry for making you wait so long."

A boy came out from behind, and then Bai Liwei held an umbrella and walked out with the boy.

Kafla felt like her face was on fire. She hugged the textbooks and books in her arms and rushed to the other side of the rain curtain, which was the direction back to the dormitory.

There was regret in her brain, embarrassment, bitterness, and loneliness were rolling in her heart. She was running in the rain, letting the rain wet her cheeks and hair, and a small amount of rain slipped from her face to her mouth, which was a little salty.

puff--

The knee wiped a long section on the ground, the body fell to the ground, the hands were full of mud, and an uncontrollable sting came from the knee.

She curled up on the ground, the rainwater flowing from the ground entered her clothes, a feeling of filth and cold spread over her body, and the sky darkened. It took a long time to find the swollen books and notes.

Kafla was sitting in the rain, trying to shout and vent, but the rain fell from the sky and entered her throat, causing her to cough continuously, her chest heaving violently, her face flushed, and her eyes could not be opened because of the rain, and finally she coughed. It stopped, and it turned into bursts of sobbing, fingers stroking randomly on the wet slate, ignoring that the skin was about to be frayed, as if the pain had lost.

"Hello... Staying in a place like this, won't you catch a cold?"

A soft voice came from the opposite side, Kavra barely opened her eyes, looked up, and a pair of eyes as gentle as night came into her vision and her heart.

Chapter 51 The Lights of That Night