Monday morning.
The gates of the Luu Quang Academy were as bustling as ever, except today… someone was no longer the "naive little lamb" from yesterday.
Lam Nhu Nguyet entered the classroom, her slender figure, hair neatly tied up, her eyes calm like a still surface. But something had changed – the atmosphere around her was colder, more resolute.
Tham Vu – sitting in the middle, feet propped up on the desk – caught sight of her and immediately broke into a mocking smile.
"Oh, back again? I thought you'd be too embarrassed to show up after yesterday."
The group of boys around him burst into laughter.
Lam Nhu Nguyet said nothing, nor did she bother to look at him. She walked straight to her seat, quietly taking out her books.
Tham Vu was irritated. Her indifference made him uncomfortable.
During the break, he stood up and walked towards her, his voice drawn out with arrogance:
"Hey, Lam Nhu Nguyet. Buy me a bottle of orange juice from the canteen. With ice. Hurry up."
A few classmates frowned, some giggled. Some looked smug – the old scene was repeating itself.
Như Nguyệt calmly closed the book, stood up. She walked out of the classroom without saying a word.
Thẩm Vũ smirked smugly.
10 minutes later.
The classroom door swung open. Như Nguyệt returned, holding a bottle of cold orange juice. Everyone turned their eyes towards her – as if a great performance was about to begin.
Thẩm Vũ leaned back with satisfaction: "That's right, if you listen early—"
Swish!
A sharp "thud" echoed.
The entire bottle of orange juice was thrown straight into his face. Water and ice flew everywhere. His white shirt was soaked, hair matted, face changing color in an instant.
The whole class fell silent.
No one laughed. No one dared to breathe loudly.
Như Nguyệt dropped the empty plastic bottle on the desk, each word came out of her mouth – slow yet chilling to the bone:
"I don't owe you anything. I'm not your servant."
She looked straight into Thẩm Vũ's eyes, her voice firm:
"From today, I – Lâm Như Nguyệt – cut off all ties with Thẩm Vũ. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don't have any illusions."
He stood frozen in place, face flushed with humiliation.
Như Nguyệt turned and walked back to her seat, not looking back. Her gaze was devoid of any emotion – cold, sharp, and proud like a blade.
In the classroom, no one dared to laugh anymore. No one thought of her as the "pampered girl kicked out of her house" anymore.
They suddenly realized – that girl… was not easy to trample on.
Liu Quang Academy – a special classroom area completely separated from the general education section. This is where exceptional students, with outstanding achievements or "special admissions" from prominent families, are concentrated.
On the third floor, as the door closed, the homeroom teacher of the special class took off his jacket and quietly sat down. In his hand was a tablet, and the screen immediately displayed a detailed report: "Lam Nhu Nguyet – second day of enrollment."
He was not an ordinary person. No one knew his real name; everyone at Liu Quang Academy referred to him as Teacher So – a veteran teacher, secretive, who had once been a strategic advisor for several prominent families, now "hiding" under the guise of teaching.
But only a few in the circle knew: he was the one personally arranged by Lam Thien Duong to supervise… his biological sister – Lam Nhu Nguyet.
Teacher So gently tapped the screen, rewinding the footage from the special class. His gaze sharpened when it reached the moment Nhu Nguyet confidently responded to the advanced math teacher, citing an advanced formula that high school students had yet to learn.
Then came the moment she did not hesitate to step out of line when Tham Vu blocked her path, and then splashed a cold glass of water directly onto his designer shirt. Her expression was fearless, unflustered – just calm and cold.
So different from the Nhu Nguyet of the past.
Teacher So opened a secondary screen, connecting to a secure signal. Within seconds, a male voice came through on the other end – deep, cold, very clear:
"Speak."Teacher So remained calm:
"Your sister is not the useless person as rumored. On the contrary, she is very intelligent. Her memory is exceptional, her reactions are good, and she has the ability to control her emotions. Moreover, her personality... has completely changed."
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds.
Teacher So pressed the button to save the report, his eyes reflecting a rare glimmer of appreciation.
"If I didn't know it was a step-by-step growth in hell... I wouldn't believe a 15-year-old could be like this