The light from the principal's office shone on the three people in the corridor. Standing in the light, Yvonne held the handle with a sneer. "Well, are you going to meet the principal too?"
The three girls were vicious, but they were very timid. When they heard the word "principal", they were already scared out of their wits.
"We, we..."
"Who said we're here for the principal? We're just passing by!"
One of them acted tough.
"Good."
Yvonne closed the door and walked out, ignoring them. In the corridor, the girl left a long and narrow shadow.
Suddenly, one of the three girls screamed at her while clenching her fists. "Yvonne Taylor! Why are you so arrogant?" Yvonne stopped in her tracks.
Every time the three girls saw her arrogant look, they wanted to pounce on her and tear her face apart!
The girl compressed her lips, chuckled, and then turned around slowly. "Arrogant?"
