"When you told me that you liked Andreas that day, did you know how hard it was for me to not vomit it out? How can a poor girl like you like Andreas?"
As she spoke, Avery pulled Andreas's hand, impatiently asserting her sovereignty.
But in the previous life, she did not want to tell me because she cared about my feelings.
It was obvious she was afraid that once I found out, there would be no one left for her to boss around, let alone someone to exploit further.
Only by pretending we were all friends could she gain access to my innermost thoughts, just so she could mock me mercilessly behind my back.
“Andreas, do you think so too?"
Andreas's eyes fell on me with a complicated expression.
I followed his gaze and saw my school uniform, which had been washed white and even a little deformed. I seemed to understand a little bit.
“Andreas, I don't like you anymore,” I yelled at him, then said to Avery, "Avery, I will no longer be your follower. You have to bear the consequences of your own mistakes."
I left without looking back.
Avery's threat came from behind, "Kristi, you will regret this!"
I would not!
During the break, all my classmates looked at me in a different way.