Sakura Valentine's POV
"Damn it!" I gritted my teeth, pacing just outside the classroom door. My hands curled into fists at my sides.
This was the first time—ever—that I had been thrown out of class. And it had to be because of that annoying woman of a teacher.
Sure, I'd caused trouble before. I'd broken rules, played tricks, and teased others. But whenever I put on that soft, innocent expression, wide eyes, and sweet smile, everyone else would just sigh and leave me alone.
Like I was some precious jewel they dared not scold.
But her?
This teacher really hated me. Didn't she?
With my head lowered, muttering curses under my breath, I leaned back against the wall.
"Ahah…" I chuckled softly to myself. The image from earlier—oh, that unforgettable scene—still replayed vividly in my mind.
The bird, the cone, his ridiculous face. No matter how hard I tried, it refused to fade away.
Never in my life did I imagine seeing something like that.
