Izabe just sat down not long after Milo came, saw Victor sitting next to a girl, Milo thought it was another confession, blew his mouthpiece, and squeezed his eyebrows with a male ssmate: “Which ss is it?”


    The male student pulled him: “Don’t talk nonsense, this is the new student in our ss, Izabe!”


    Milo huffed, “Didn’t Victor say not to share a table?”


    The male students shrugged their shoulders and said they didn’t know.


    Milo put down his bag and looked at Izabe, the more he looked at him, the more familiar he looked, and just remembered it was the weird girl from yesterday, when the bell rang.


    Milo had to swallow his words and quietly took out his phone and sent a message to Victor.


    Just after the message was sent, Victor appeared in front of the ssroom.


    Victor carried his shoulder bag and entered the ssroom in stride. When he saw a girl next to his seat, his brow furrowed directly, and a ssmate aside exined to him, “Victor, this is the new student, Izabe.”


    Izabe?


    Isn’t this what Marcus said about the new sister in their family?


    Victor looked askance at the girl beside him, and he saw at once that the person beside him was the girl who had raised her hand to lift up the girl who had bullied her there yesterday at the other school.


    Didn’t Marcus say their sister was too timid?


    Look at the feat yesterday, where is the courage?


    Before the teacher came, Milo scowled at Victor: “Victor, don’t make the new students cry!”


    Victor skewered him, “You watch out if I make you cry.”Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Izabe sensed the boy next to her looking at her, she was a little nervous and hesitated, but looked up at the other girl: “Hello, my name is Izabe.”


    Victor respondedzily, “Oh.”


    Said, he pulled out thenguage book, people directly leaned down on the book, did not care about her


    Izabe froze for a moment, her face slightly flushed.


    Isn’t this the boy she met yesterday at another school?


    While lost in thought, the teacher at the podium had already started talking about her: “We have a new student in our ss, Izabe Atkinson, Izabe, get up and introduce yourself.”


    When Izabe was named, she scrambled to her feet, and when she got up, her elbow identally hit a book on the side, which fell between her and Victor and hit the floor with a “pop”.


    Victor, who had just closed his eyes, was a little impatient and opened them slightly to look at Izabe for a moment, his eyes slightly displeased at being woken up.


    Izabe was so embarrassed that she whispered, “I’m sorry.”


    Victor didn’t talk, changed sides and went back to sleep with his eyes closed.


    Izabe was a bit overwhelmed until the ss teacher on stage called her again and she introduced herself, “Hello everyone, my name is Izabe.”


    Izabe’s voice was soft, she was introverted, she didn’t say much in her introductory voice, but she was so soft and gentle that the ss teacher, who was always strict, couldn’t say anything, but nodded, “Sit down.”


    There is still half a month before the midterm, and although the ss suddenly came to think new students, it made no difference to the teacher.


    But this pair of senior ss 7 students is different, the new female student in the ss is a soft girl, but also sat next to Victor, Victor did not drive people away even if, just now up when the noise of his sleep, he did not get angry.


    These are rare things, and as soon as ss is over, many people hook up and talk about the new female students in the ss.


    Victor is not every ss sleep, he also slept in thenguage ss, no way, people have good brains, do not likenguage sses,nguage scores or the top three in the grade, the teacher does not care, even if other people are not happy, there is no way.


    The bell rang, and Victor woke up.


    Peach eyes sleepy, a side of Milo do not know where to fight, Victor from the school bag inside a bottle of drink, tilted his head and drank most of it.


    Just after quenching his thirst, Milo came back with the male ssmate who had just returned. Seeing him awake, Milo ran straight to Victor: “Victor, do you think your new ssmate looks familiar?”


    Victor didn’t even want to talk to Milo and gave him a look, “Get lost.”


    Milo smiled bitchily, “The more I drive, the more I think this new student looks like the girl we saw yesterday at another school, Victor, you really didn’t recognize it?”


    Victor recognized it, of course, but he wasn’t as nosy as Milo and didn’t like talking about other people’s business, not to mention that Izabe was the person Marcus had instructed him to look after.


    Victor nced at Izabe, who was listening, grabbed a book and threw it directly at Milo: “Is your mouth closed?”


    Milo felt Victor’s anger, and did not dare to continue beeping, changed the subject: “Victor, this afternoon to which field ah? The experiment side opened 2000 it!”


    “The usual rules.”


    “Okay, I get it!”


    Victor’s old rule is that whoever gives more money will fight with whoever, no way, who let himck of money.


    Besides, if he loses, doesn’t he have to pay for it?


    Although Izabe was holding a pen, her mind was not on the book, but on the boys to the side.


    Just heard Milo mention himself, Izabe heart subconsciously tightened up.


    She knows she is a girl, easily able to lift a hundred pounds of ssmates this thing is quite unbelievable.


    Previously, because she did not know that her strength will attract jokes, every time the ss to do any rough work heavy work she also do not mind to do.


    But I didn’t expect her to do so many things, but in the end, all she got was jokes from her ssmates behind her back, and those unpleasant words she still remembers today.


    “Izabe is a monster, right? She doesn’t look tall or strong, so how can she easily pick up the 100-plus-pound ss president?”


    “Izabe is so scary, how can she pick up all the books in our ss with one hand, more than forty books, adding up to sixty or seventy pounds! We have to walk around her in the future, if she gets upset and punches us, won’t we be killed by her punch?”


    “Will any boy like Izabe when she looks like this? Anyway, if I were a boy, I wouldn’t like it!”


    …


    Those unpleasant words,ing from the mouth of her usual best ssmates, were like knives, shing at her body.


    After entering high school, Izabe has rarely shown herself this ability anymore, she does not want to be a freak girl, not to mention a monster.


    If N and the girls hadn’t pushed her so hard yesterday, she wouldn’t have done it.


    Thinking about yesterday’s events, Izabe subconsciously looked at Victor beside her.


    He was flipping through an extracurricr book, and Izabe looked twice before realizing it was a foreign original, The Moon and Sixpence.


    So awesome.


    But would he also think she was a monster?