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 to drop that many, something must have seriously

ran into the girl in the restroom. She saw her frantically pumping out soap and scrubbing her hands as if she were trying to

girls who were there asked her what was wrong. She

out, "I just

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

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 don't want to get expelled, I just want to go to

were attending the best high school in Coastalburg. Most of the students there either came from wealthy families

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

once touched her hand too.

calling her name from the classroom window. After that, Baldy hadn't tried anything again, and she had dismissed her earlier discomfort as just her

delayed wave of nausea hit her, followed

clenched her fists and said, "When he was teaching us, he used to do the same thing to girls from less

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

kept crying, not denying anything. It must

rage. "Isn't there anything

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