It was Monday morning, and as soon as Lilian set foot on the school grounds, she could feel the weight of countless eyes fixed on her from every angle—eyes filled with judgment, envy, bitterness, and an unmistakable sense of triumph. The atmosphere was thick with tension, as if the entire campus was silently waiting for her to falter.
When she entered the classroom, the usual hum of conversation abruptly ceased. Natalie hurried over, gripping Lilian’s arm with urgency. “Have you heard what’s going around today?” she whispered, her voice laced with concern.
Lilian shook her head gently, a flicker of confusion crossing her face.
Without another word, Natalie pulled out her phone and thrust it into Lilian’s hands. “Look for yourself. Someone posted on the school forum, claiming you seduced Jeremy. They’re saying you’re scheming to climb the social ladder by breaking up Jeremy and Yulia.”
Lilian’s eyes scanned the screen. The headline was loud and aggressive: “New School Beauty Exposed—Homewrecker Alert! Pretentious Slut Unmasked.” Beneath the bold letters was a candid photo of Lilian stepping out of Jeremy’s sleek sports car.
The comment section was a relentless storm of venom.
“That Lilian always acted so pure and untouchable, but turns out she’s nothing but trash.”
“No wonder she acted like no guy was good enough—she was aiming way above her station.”
“Poor Yulia. She must be devastated.”
“Yulia and Jeremy are the perfect match—on the same level, truly meant for each other.”
“Exactly. Lilian’s just a nobody from some backwater town.”
“How did someone like her even get accepted here? She should be kicked out immediately.”
Natalie watched anxiously as Lilian scrolled through the hateful remarks with an unsettling calmness. Finally, she snapped, “Lilian, aren’t you angry? How can they say such things based on just one photo? This is beyond unfair! Who posted this garbage? I’m going to call my brother—he can find out who’s behind this.”
Natalie reached for her phone, but Lilian gently took it back, a small, serene smile playing on her lips. “Relax,” she said softly. “Don’t trouble your brother over something this trivial. I’ve got it under control.” With that, she moved to her seat and quietly pulled out her books.
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