Chapter 26

Alina's POV
Math teacher who is now in front of me continues to walk forward towards me. I continued to withdraw spontaneously. Until my back hit the entrance and exit of this class. Still feeling confused and accompanied by swallowing saliva deeply. No one dares to speak up in this class. Until finally Jenny, the leader of the gang who is famous for being naughty at school, started to speak out.
"Her name is Alina, sir, Alina Richards." Be clear.
Everyone immediately turned to Jenny. Likewise, this Math teacher immediately looked at Jenny and then cast his sharp gaze back at me.
"Oh your name is Alina Richards." While holding the tip of his thick, blanched mustache.
I swallowed saliva many times. Don't know what else to do. Woe! Jenny had just mentioned my name so it was difficult for me to move anymore and could only accept whatever would happen and be done by this Math teacher.
"Alina really likes to throw tantrums, sir, often." Said a gang friend with Jenny cornering me.
The others even joined in throwing me down in front of this Math teacher. It seems like almost the entire class hates me and doesn't like me. It started with an incident when Jenny slandered me in class for committing theft. Until I was branded as a person who has a disease of klipto eyebrows that likes and has a hobby of taking people's things without their permission. Everyone lost respect and trust in me in the end. I don't know why everyone trusts Jenny so much. Then, for some reason, Jenny really hated me and liked to bully me and even invited others to bully me too. This time, he still wanted to make me fall even further by making my image worse in front of the lecturer. I don't know what to do to restore my good name now. Especially in the club I felt stupid and was often teased. But fortunately there are still friends from other classes, namely Jessica, who is independent, humble, brave and neutral. As well as the cute and silly Emily and Michael. Almost every eye in this school always looks at me with a cynical look every time I start to enter the school gate. This happens every day and sometimes makes me almost futuristic.
"I will write you back to my class attendance. Because you have acted impolitely and just entered the class without permission or knocking on the door first. You have also been late for my class time, which means you are an undisciplined student and don't deserve to get a chance from me. ."
"That's right sir, Alina often skips class and is also late for class. She likes hanging out on the street and at night she likes wandering around and going to discos."
"Huh? Is that true?"
"That's right sir, she is also a stupid child."
"Yes, Alina is stupid, sir."
"It's true that Alina is very stupid."
"Alina is very stupid, sir."
Hearing the word stupid over and over again by different people made me feel like I was labeled stupid and it sunk into my personality that maybe it was true that I was stupid so they thought I was stupid. An uncertain feeling of confusion stirred in my chest and it was full. I wanted to argue and rebel but all I could do was fold my lips helplessly. I couldn't make the slightest sound from my thin lips. I felt completely silenced, especially since they never stopped talking and cornered me as if I had not been given the opportunity to speak at all. As if I was created to be weak.
"In a moment I will see a list of some of your grades in attendance."
This Math teacher opened a book listing the grades of students in this class. Until I got my name.
"Oh my, that's right. You are lazy, undisciplined, naughty and naughty. It turns out you are also stupid, look at this, none of your grades are above eighty. All your grades are standard and almost all of them are below average. Don't you like studying Alina?" While showing me the value list book.
I felt devastated and didn't realize that my tears were dripping down the floor one by one. I didn't make a single sound and there was only a feeling stuck in my throat. I felt completely attacked and beaten very viciously.
"Alina also likes to cheat, sir. Just look in her bag. There's definitely a grid about today's exam!" Jenny chirped.
Jenny is the student leader of this class who is also respected by all the students in this class. No one dares Jenny here. In fact, almost one campus submitted to Jenny, both girls and boys.
Math teacher told Jenny to check my bag. I started to be searched as if I was being treated like a thief. Didn't have a chance to defend myself and appeal.
"Well, sir!"
"You're right."
I almost forgot that I had asked Michael for a grill earlier. I didn't expect that something like this would just happen. If I hadn't done that, I would have survived a little. But this is my fate now. But somehow Jenny knew that I was carrying a grid sheet in my bag. Is Jenny a psychic who likes to predict or does she have eyes that can see through? I can't defend myself this time. Because there is real evidence that is now being shown and shown and even shown in front of the class.
"Now, apart from me re-writing your name from my subject time list, I will also report this incident to the counseling section. So that you feel tired and get a deterrent effect. Emmm... and do you remember? That this exam is the final exam that will determine complete the accumulated grades for this semester. That means this will be a consideration whether you can advance to a class or not. Do you understand?"
"Huhhhh."
Everyone in this class cheered me on, some even mocked me on purpose.
"Alina is a prospective student who failed to advance to class hahaha..."
"Just stay in class, okay?"
I feel like my ears are stuffed with useless words coming out of the bad people in this class. I covered my ears with my hands while crying and screaming hysterically.
Everyone looked shocked, including this Math teacher. I immediately spontaneously turned around and opened the classroom door and ran without further ado or excusing myself at all. I'm fed up with all this. I felt like I wanted to die rather than get this kind of bullying and it was so persistent after last week I was also teased to the bone.