'What is mine, it is mine.'
'My name is Nam Laura. Age 21 and I'm a sophomore. And, I do stand what I said about what belongs to me.'
The weather was gloomy with grey clouds all over the sky. It had been raining for the past few days though it wasn't pouring heavily. The weather didn't stop people around to pause their daily lives; offices, grocery stores, cafes, or even schools.
Students began to hurdle up by the hallway, each of them trying to look at the notice board which had been pinned about the recent news. Everyone began to murmur that a topper had appeared again who was no other than a newly transferred student.
"I heard she transferred many times, jumping from one school to another."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I heard her family is loaded and her father transfers a lot for his work."
"I saw her by the gate, she was really pretty."
"If she is that popular, why do we never cross paths?"
"She doesn't like to be in the center of attraction."
