The star students gained interest in Penny when Ray mentioned this new student could push all the star students a rank down. Their interest grew even more when Ray admitted even the rank one would lose his spot.
What they knew about Penny was that she was a thirteen-year-old student. They heard she was the smallest in her class, or perhaps her entire grade. But now that their eyes landed on her figure, they all quietly agreed she was rather small than her age. They even doubted if this little girl was Penny or if they were just overthinking.
"Is that... her?" Max muttered, confused. "Or is a kindergartener got lost?"
Cassandra blinked. "She’s cute."
"How small," the guy with glasses commented softly. "Ray... are you sure?"
Kiara didn’t say anything, but the lines on her forehead deepened. The more she stared at Penny, the deeper her lips curved down. She glared at Ray, who was pursuing this girl.
They already thought Ray was being too much and pursuing Penny was his way of mocking them. This was Ray. This guy would say one thing and do another. So for her, Ray was pursuing Penny not to distract her but to rile them up. However, now that she saw Penny, Kiara felt even more bitter.
"Ray... you lowly human trash." Kiara hissed as a glint flickered across her eyes. "The nerve for you to pick on such a poor little girl..."
Not just Kiara, but everyone glared at Ray. This was below the belt. They all thought Penny was a normal thirteen-year-old. But she looked like a kindergartener! Compared to Ray, who had long limbs and only needed to wear a suit to look like a young adult, Penny looked too young.
What a pitiful girl.
Ray, on the other hand, ignored his classmates and furrowed his brows. He studied Penny’s dark expression, unable to detect the usual look she had carried in the past days. Right now, Penny looked... angry.
"Penny?" Ray called, raising his brows when Penny advanced in his direction.
On her way, Penny glanced at the line of flowers on the side. Without saying a word, she picked up one flower pot.
"Penny, do you like flowers..." Ray trailed off when the flower pot flew in his direction. He froze as his breath hitched, feeling this sharp wind swoosh inches from his face.
CLANG!
The flower pot shattered on the pillar behind Ray with a loud clang. Everyone held their breaths, wide-eyed. They gazed at the innocent flower pot and then at Ray before shifting their dilated eyes to the little girl.
Who was pitiful again?
Penny’s face was round, and her soft cheeks were flushed. She looked like a big bun with those little braids. The misplaced sharpness and viciousness flickering in her eyes didn’t match her face or even her physique.
Everyone gulped.
"What... hey! That’s dangerous!" Max gasped when he recovered from his shock. "You could’ve hit him!"
Cassandra also paled, but she nodded. "We know Ray is being unreasonable, but you cannot just throw a flower pot at someone. That’s really dangerous. What if you hit him?"
"Then he’s dead," Penny replied coldly, making the still temperature drop to a negative zero.
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