(Author's POV)
"Hey~ Yelena …... stop sulking now. You know why I stopped you earlier," Myra uttered.
"Arghh ... I know, I know, I get it. But~ ... shit …... I just feel really pissed off right now. That girl, I have heard about her a bit from my new classmates. She has recently transferred into Red Stone School of Physical Education and Sports and had been making headlines for her flirtatious moves. Apparently, she is some hotshot …. Not like your average Red Stone hotshot, but VVIP types. She~ ... she seems like bad news to me," Yelena rambled on and on about Elisa.
"Not every rumor is true, don't you know that. Maybe people are envious of her or something. Ugh~ …. I don't understand why are we even talking about a third person who is irrelevant to us," Myra spoke, but she wasn't too sure whether Elisa was irrelevant or not.
"I don't give a fuck about her, two dimes. The one I am worried about is Fabian, that idiot," Yelena mumbled.
