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CHAPTER CLXVII: MEAN GIRLS

Angela’s POV

I can feel everyone’s gaze at me the moment I stepped inside our University and I don’t even know why. I can see them mumbling while looking at me but then stops the moment that I walk past or look at them. Is there something wrong with my face today? Or did I wear my uniform inappropriately?

I quickly ran towards the girls’ comfort room to see what’s on my face. I went straight to the sink and stared at my face in the mirror. I can’t see any smudge of dirt on my face and my hair’s not even in a mess, so why are they looking at me a while ago?

I checked every button of my uniform and pulled my skirt a bit down before I finally decided to walk towards the comfort room’s door when three girls blocked my way. They were all crossing their arms on their chest while raising their brows at me. They actually all look the same because of their pink hairs. “U-Uh… excuse me…” I said.

“Angela Santos, right?” the tallest girl in the middle spoke to me. I glan

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