Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 800 Their High School Days

At that time, Emelie was a freshman in high school.

It was a stage in high school where the academic pressure and the looming anxiety of college entrance exams hadn't yet fully taken hold.

As such, she would often find herself indulging in little moments of joy, like leaning out the window during evening study sessions to watch the sunset.

She believed that studying hard and enjoying youth didn't have to be mutually exclusive. However, not everyone shared her optimistic outlook.

There was a girl in her class who was always a top student, but she put immense pressure on herself. She was constantly doing practice tests, and even the slightest drop in her rank sent her into a panic.

The high pressure that she gave herself kept her grades fairly stable. It was until one time, during a major exam, something unexpected happened.

Everyone was shocked to see that her rank had plummeted by more than twenty spots. The day the results were posted, she broke down in tears right there in the classroom.

Emelie didn't know her well enough to comfort her properly, so she just handed her some tissues.

wonder what had gone wrong. Dropping a few spots was normal, but

saw her frantically pumping out soap and scrubbing her hands as if she were trying to wash off

girls who were there asked her what was wrong. She seemed to find it difficult to

out, "I just saw you coming out of

the grade-level coordinator. The girl was his class representative. Emelie felt a chill

broke down completely, crouching down and crying as she said, "He threatened me. He said if I didn't do what he wanted, he'd make sure that I got a demerit. If I get a demerit, I'll lose ten points and get expelled. I'm only able to attend school because of a scholarship. I

Most of the students there either came from wealthy families or were

belonged to the latter group, the ones at the bottom of the social food chain, with no power or influence, the easiest to target and

remembered that Baldy had once touched her hand too. At the

for her, calling her name from the classroom window. After that, Baldy hadn't tried anything again,

hit her,

teaching us, he used to do the same thing to girls

there was no proof and he was on the school board, so the school protected him. The whole thing got swept under the rug. I thought he'd stopped,

denying anything. It must have been

trembled with rage. "Isn't there anything we

him?" A male voice rang out from the doorway, and they all went