The boy spoke in a stammering fashion, and his narrative was everywhere, but after everyone listened intently with furrowed brows, they still understood the cause and effect.
The boy was a humanities student in his second year of high school, and he had a crush on Deng Tao, a senior and the school idol, which was not surprising. As the school idol, it was normal for Deng Tao to have several junior male admirers.
It was also common knowledge that she was good at drawing. Some had even secretly bet on obtaining one of her paintings, though none had managed to do so openly. However, two had stealthily watched the art studio and noticed that Deng Tao would often become dissatisfied with a painting and tear it up before throwing it in the trash.
Some people had picked up her discarded paintings from the trash bin.
