Meanwhile, three days had passed in the real world, but thanks to the differing flow of time, a full month had passed in the parallel world.
Over that month, Zhao Xiaoxiang had a blast—more precisely, both Zhao Xiaoxiangs had a blast. Their only regret was that Zhao Xiaoxiang's heart-piercing plan had ended before it could even begin.
Aside from that, Zhao Xiaoxiang had conquered the entire school in just one month. To be more precise, she had actually needed only five days.
As for how it had all begun, it went back to her first day of school after crossing over a month earlier.
Early that morning, when Zhao Xiaoxiang returned to school, she found that someone had scribbled graffiti all over her desk. There were also insulting chalk drawings on the blackboard, clearly aimed at her.
And this was not the first time. The Zhao Xiaoxiang of this world had been too mild-tempered. The previous few times, she had silently cleaned up the mess alone without making a fuss.
The reason she had been targeted was simple: she did not fit in. Indeed, those who attended school here were either rich or noble, but family background had little to do with one's character.
On top of that, they were first-years, fourteen or fifteen years old—the age when people understood the least. Once jealousy took hold, there was nothing they would not do.
Their thinking was probably this: Everyone's looks are about the same, so why are you so popular with the boys?
Just because you know how to play weak and pitiful?!
Of course, those were merely excuses the bullies came up with. Zhao Xiaoxiang's silence only emboldened them further.
And once someone was isolated by a small clique, they would gradually be branded with a label.
But who