"By the way, will you be going to the library after school today?"

"No." Frida shook her head. "I have to work; I found a job nearby."

Frida's words shocked Mashauva, and she asked, "You're working? Frida, why did you suddenly get a job? Didn't you say you wanted to focus on your studies? It'll affect your grades if you work, won't it?" "It's fine. I'll just find other time to study."

In full sincerity and seriousness, Masahuva asked, "Are you short of money? We're best friends. Just stick by me; I can give you some of my allowances."

Frida gave a wan smile. "No need, my job isn't hard. I'll do just fine."

"But..."

"Mashauva!"

Frida raised her voice several notches. "I told you, no! It's your pocket money, not mine. How can I spend your money?"

"But, I don't mind."

I do!"

The smile on Frida's face disappeared. "Your family is rich; of course, you don't care about the money. But I'm not you. I grew up poor. Your monthly allowance is equivalent to my one-year living expenses. You want me to spend it with you? It may look like you're being nice to me on the surface, but what's it to me? I'm not a beggar. Don't treat me like one."

Frida's outburst got Mashauva dumbfounded for quite a while before she said, "Frida, I don't mean it that way. I just thought..."

"Alright, that's enough. I'm leaving."

Without waiting for Mashauva to reply, Frida turned around and left.

Mashauva stood in place and subconsciously clutched the hem of her shirt, not knowing what to say.

When their classes ended, Frida was indeed the first to leave the classroom. Mashauva traipsed along behind her and watched as she left the school. She was about to follow her to see where she was working.

However, when Mashauva reached the gates, she saw a familiar figure.

"Freddy?"

not looking good. His dark circles were heavy, his

of life when she met him two

What had happened?

"Are your classes over?"

However, just as he reached out, something struck him, and he withdrew his hand and stretched out the other to her; in it, a bottle

and noticed he only had that bottle of yogurt

looking at? I only brought you a bottle of yogurt. Aren't you on a diet? Don't tell me you want

was still doting, and his gaze on her was very gentle. But for some reason, Mashauva thought he looked woebegone. "Freddy, what happened

at her worried gaze

her she should stop caring about him. Whichever way she saw him as; a friend or an older

himself from coming to see her, but he did so in the hopes that

was how it felt to like someone. He knew nothing would come out of it, but as long as she treated him a little nicer, a flicker of hope would

wasn't, he still wanted to watch

"Freddy?"

so good. Are you sick? Do you want me to accompany you

mind

maybe you're right. Let's go

"Okay."

When they turned around, they saw Bruno

"Bruno?"

she saw Bruno. She quickly

met Freddy's for a while before landing on Mashauva. "You're done with classes? Where are

sick. I'm going to

Bruno looked at Freddy before saying, "I'll

"Sure, okay."

to tug on Freddy's arm when he took a few steps forward, suddenly saying, "You know what, forget about it. The doctors are already off

frowned when

I'm sure

you're not feeling Won't drag it on until tomorrow.

looked truly unwell, and they hung out all the time, so Mashauva was genuinely concerned about

nonchalantly. "My body is tougher

actuality, his current

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