"Besides, I never said I was Lohill's disciple. It's the teachers at school who claimed that Miss Lohill admired my talent and wanted to guide me. Somehow, this news spread, and my classmates came to congratulate me on becoming Miss Lohill's disciple. I wanted to explain that I wasn't, but they just said I was being humble, and I really couldn't argue."
Xaviera sniffed, tears glazing her eyes: "If I'd been able to predict this, I would've definitely explained everything to my classmates one by one, no matter how tedious it would've been, clarifying that Miss Lohill hadn't taken me as her disciple."
Xaviera portrayed herself as the perfect victim—the teachers at the school misled her into thinking she was Lohill's disciple, her classmates spread the rumors, she tried to explain, but they refused to listen, leading to the current situation.
