Faceslapping

I can't help chortling at the greeting. A slut calling another slut. Hilarious! The kettle is calling a pot black. Not to mention the fact that I'm not even a pot.

I sighed while wondering whether to give a response to Nancy, but, giving it a second thought, responding to all this stupid ridicule would make me fall to their level. Goddess forbid such.

My lips curled in a faint smile, and I folded my arms while acting as if I didn't even know that I was the one their words were directed at. Let me just let them sink into their bubbles for now. I'm a newcomer; I shouldn't cause trouble on my first day of school.

Thinking like this, I calmed down and decided not to pay attention to those fools. They'll stop once they realize that they're only making a mockery of themselves.

Thinking about it now, studying with this group of people will be the best thing ever.

“Bullying a new classmate as soon as she stepped into the class—Nancy, you really opened my eyes.” I was still immersed in my tho