No Money Spent, Focus on Companionship

I, Female A, was taken advantage of by someone. My name is Mizuki Hui, female alpha, grade 2, class 7, sitting in the last row by the window. His grades are average, his appearance is ordinary, his personality is honest, and his presence is about the same as that pot of pothos in the classroom - it will not die if no one waters it, but no one remembers who is watering it. My honesty is obvious to all. Forty-nine of the fifty people in the class thought I was "a very nice person." Even if one day I bomb the school, the head teacher will say in an interview: "Mizuki Hui? Impossible. That child usually doesn't even say a word. He must have been coerced." I thought my high school life would always go on so uneventfully. Until Gu Lian broke in. This is a dead ass! Intention: Fallen leaves return to their roots