“Tsk tsk, that Calla bully is at it again, picking on a poor girl. How shaless, a grown man bullying a girl.”
“What else can he do? That coward only picks on the weak. He wouldn’t dare ss with soone strong like Isatia or Aesphyra.”
“How despicable, making such a cute girl cry. That bastard is unforgivable!”
What the hell? You people only care about looks, not right or wrong, huh? Was I the one who started it? Soone was deliberately blocking my way, preventing from entering the classroom!
How is defending myself considered bullying? Should I just stay silent and take it when others provoke ? Do I owe them sothing?
And as for not daring to ss with Isatia and Aesphyra, I don’t dare, but do you? It’s easy to talk when you’re not the one doing it. Why don’t you try it yourself?
Vinny now understood that with his looks, anything he did would be seen as wrong. His mistake was simply not being a beautiful girl.
“Shut up! All of you, stop blabbering!” Vinny couldn’t take it anymore. He turned around and gave a thumbs-up to the crowd behind him, then flipped it upside down.
“Since when do I need your opinions on what I do?” Vinny tilted his head, a smug grin on his face, exuding the aura of a villain as he pointed at the crowd. “I don’t bother with you, but do you really think I’m a pushover? Soone you can just squeeze without a peep?”
“Listen up, if you hit , I’ll hit back. If you curse at , I’ll curse back. That’s just common sense. Did your parents not teach you that, or do you even have parents? I don’t owe you anything, so I don’t have to put up with your nonsense, got it?” His sharp words silenced the murmuring crowd.
“As for what you think of , I don’t give a damn. Stop pretending to whisper while making sure I can hear you. I don’t care what you think of , and I’m not interested.”
Many of the students here were nobles who had received a high education and had never been subjected to such aggressive language. Vinny’s outburst left them all stunned.
Ignoring them, Vinny snorted and swaggered into the classroom under the weight of their silent stares.
“That guy is so rude. Did no one teach him how to speak?” the students whispered after Vinny entered the classroom.
The spectacle wasn’t just witnessed by students from other classes but also by Vinny’s classmates, including Aesphyra and Isatia.
Isatia remained as calm and composed as ever, while Aesphyra’s gaze at Vinny was sowhat inscrutable.
Class was about to start, and the teacher would be arriving soon. If they didn’t enter the classroom, they’d be late.
“Vinny, are you okay?” Shikondell, who had quietly slipped into the seat next to Vinny, asked with concern.
“What could possibly be wrong with ? Do you think I’m as fragile as you, with your weak heart and inability to handle criticism?” Vinny glanced at Shikondell.
He was joking. In his previous life, he had spent countless hours engaging in heated online argunts — he was a famous keyboard warrior. The debating skills of these noble young masters and ladies couldn’t even scratch him.
Avoid their sharp words? Please.
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