Melissa walked into the empty classroom, turns on the lights and then straightens out the chairs. She often enjoyed the few minutes before the room would be filled with chatter and cackling, as her 'fellow classmates' enter.
How could she, a normal student, get used to this type of environment?! She fumed internally.
Taking a deep breath, Melissa returns to organizing her supplies. She preferred the old fashion learning style of writing everything down, so she took out pencils, pens and highlighters while placing them parallel to one another. She brought out her prized golden notebook with tabs sticking out on nearly all of the edges to place on her desk.
Just as everything looked perfect and Melissa was ready to turn on her terminal screen, a distinct screeching sound could be heard from the chair in front of her.
"What do you want?"
"Oh sweetie, you ran away last time. We couldn't get to chat as much as I reallllllyyy hoped we could. So I came early to see if I could drag you, I mean ask you to come take a walk with me. Isn't it perfect that you're already here?"
Lillian sat down slovenly on the seat while smiling pleasantly. It was the kind of pleasant smile you'd see adults giving ignorant children.
In better cases, it was pity hidden between flickers; at worse, they looked at you with tints of disgust.
"Well, there's no one here, so get on with your pleasantries and quips," Melissa replied. "I don't have as much time to waste as it may seem."
She clearly was just acting the part, as Melissa hated being looked down upon.
Who needs great grades? I'll just work harder to raise my scores by even just a bit.
Lillian scrunched up her brow as she thought, why is it that I have become the bully?
(A/N: You have indeed. Readers know all)
"I need a favor."
"What?" Melissa questioned. "Can you please repeat that?"
"Ugh," Lillian grumbled more incoherent sounds. Her cheeks began to pudge as her mouth turned pouty. "... I said I need a favor, okay? I can help you with any of your subjects as an exchange. What do you say?"
"No thanks."
"Ehh, Why?"
"Don't wanna."
"Are you I child?! It's a small favor?"
This child would rather not, after all who asks a favor only to insult the person they were asking for help from?"
"..." Lillian could not counter this fierce attack. After going silent for a second, she once again stood up in front of Melissa's desk and shouted:
"If Anthony ever confesses to you, reject him hard!!!"
The classmates, who were already in the room and knew better than to interrupt their vice class rep, couldn't take the change atmosphere and burst into laughter.
Feeling flushed in the face, Lillian felt as if someone slapped both her cheeks red.
She whispered low," I can help you study and teach you anything you don't know, but in return know this, you can't always hide yourself away in this class and definitely don't stalk Anthony. Welcome to the class, I guess. Hmphh."
Before Melissa could react, Lillian's elegant mode was back on and Anthony truly stopped caring. All he wanted to know was if the chefs at the school could cook like Shokugeki No Soma(1).
No one seemed to see, Melissa's slightly upturned smile.