Flashback.
Emily is getting used to her new life as a new rich. It seems that nothing is difficult for her because everything seems easy.
When you have money, even friends will stick around easily.
"So… she's the beautiful Emily?"
"I heard she's a smart kid,"
"Wow… look at the clothes she wears are always branded,"
The words of praise were already familiar to her ears. At the time, she was satisfied with all has been achieved.
By late afternoon, Emily, Anya, and Fiona. The three of them were working on an assignment together. They were invited by Emily, to come to her residence.
"Ahhh… finally, I'm done!" said Anya as she stretched her arms upwards.
"Me too… I'm so tired. Why are you so crazy about math. My brain seems to be frozen. Oh… I think I might die from studying too hard," said Fiona as she quickly closed her notebook.
