Just a moment ago, I almost thought that I would be that unlucky strawberry.


    "Are you sure? I think you''re quite the daring one! Young people nowadays really have no conscience.


    When they need you, they''lle to you eight times a day, almost begging each time. But once they


    be sessful and famous, they''ll kick you away without hesitation.


    "What kind of society is this? Respecting the elders and valuing education haspletely be just


    a meaningless phrase."


    The professor exaggeratedly pounded his chest and stomped his feet. He even squeezed out two tears


    from the corners of his eyes. It was as if once I uttered one more word of refusal, I would be the


    ungrateful student deserving of punishment.


    "I definitely didn''t mean that, but you can''t just force it on me, right? I''m just thinking about your


    reputation.


    "Professor, think about it. I''m your apprentice. If I reluctantly do something uncertain and it goes wrong,


    both your reputation and ability to judge people would also be questioned, right? If that happens, how


    will you find more students like me, right?"


    I was appealing to his emotions and reasoning, but the professor didn''t buy it at all.


    He mmed his hand on the desk, making the papers and pens fly. I was startled in ce.


    When did the professor be so irritable and violent? This was terrifying.


    "Don''t talk back to me! Let me make it clear to you. If our students don''t bag the top three in the


    competition, it''ll be all on you no matter the reason. Now, shut your mouth and go do what you need to


    do. Get out!"


    So, in the presence of about a dozen teachers in the spacious office, I left with a sense of silent


    indignation.


    The office was around the corner next to the stairs. After getting kicked out of the office, I had a grim


    expression as I walked toward the stairs. Just as I turned the corner, I saw Winston leaning against the


    wall with his hands in his pockets. He was looking at me with a mischievous smirk.


    Damn it, he wasughing at me!


    I instinctively turned my head to look at the clear sky outside.


    The fall weather was refreshing, with blue skies and white clouds. The sun hung high. Everything


    seemed to be very normal.


    It seemed that I was the one being abnormal.


    I couldn''t be bothered to deal with


    the capricious Winston, so I


    pretended not to notice him and


    continued on my way. I ignored him


    He didn''t seem to mind either. He just followed behind me at a


    v


    distance, the rhythmic sound of his heels hitting the stairs sounding very pronounced.


    After stepping out of the building and breathing in the cool air, my mood improved considerably.


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    Of course, there were still worries, but I didn''t want to think about those now.


    At that moment, there were about five or six freshmening toward me as theyughed and joked


    around.


    I had substituted in a few of their sses at the professor''s request, and I got along well with them due


    to our simr ages. Now, whenever they saw me, they woulde over to greet me cheerfully. Content


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    At first, they would address me as Ms. Lawson, which I didn''t like. So, they changed it to Ms. Luna.


    Honestly, I would prefer if they just called me Luna. It sounded friendlier.


    But these stubborn kids insisted on having a teacher-and-student rtionship with me. They


    unanimously decided to call me Ms. Luna.


    Their way of addressing me made me feel like I was some kind of professional assistant.