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.

had gone wrong. Dropping a few spots was normal, but to drop that

girl in the restroom. She saw her frantically pumping out soap and scrubbing her hands as if she were trying to wash off something filthy, all

what was wrong. She seemed to

out, "I just saw you coming out of the teacher's office. Did

class representative. Emelie

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

Most of the students there either came from wealthy families or

bottom of the social food chain, with no power or influence,

once touched her hand too.

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

delayed wave of nausea hit her, followed by a

us, he used to do the same thing to girls from less well-off families. We even reported him

on the school board, so the school protected him. The whole thing got swept under the rug. I thought he'd stopped, but

not denying

with rage. "Isn't there anything we can do to

stop him?" A male voice rang out