Alison didn't know how to answer Alexa's question. Luis and Alison were classmates. When the basketball flew toward Alison, Luis rushed to block the ball. Was it a problem?'
Seeing that Alison didn't answer, Alexa got angrier. "You're not answering my question. That means you admit it, right?"
Alison glanced at Alexa, bewildered, "No. Luis and I are just classmates."
"Huh! Do you expect me to believe you?" Alexa's eyes reddened. "When did you and Luis meet? Why does he like you?"
Alison blinked her eyes. For a moment, she was speechless. She could only compress her lips.
Alexa stared at Alison and sneered, "You’re not pretty, even though you have fair skin and big eyes and look cute."
Then suddenly, Alexa burst into tears.
Tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked so miserable.
Alison hesitated, but she took out some tissues from her bag and handed them to Alexa anyway. "Don't cry. Okay?"
"Oooooh... Can't I even cry? You took Luis away from me, and now you forbid me from crying when I feel so sad?"
Alexa grabbed the tissues. Her cry grew more heart-wrenching.
Alison stood there and watched Alexa. The former seemed perplexed and embarrassed.
Alison used to be bullied and cry. Now Alexa burst out crying while she did nothing to her, but it was like Alison's fault.
It had been a while since school ended, but many students did not leave the school right away.
Alexa was crying her heart out, while Alison was standing there in embarrassment.
She didn't know how to comfort Alexa.
As Alexa was crying, two girls with ponytails came near.
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