[King of Internet] Heroine, Are You Going to Heaven?

She slowly raised her head and spoke in a hoarse and harsh voice: "So you want me to apologize to her and get out of the tennis club?" "You can choose to stay." His tone was light. Looking up at them, he was still as calm and elegant as before, with no warmth in his eyes, like a king overlooking ants. "Really?" At that moment, she felt as if she was dead, "Thank you very much." The racket they gave her was abandoned on the ground, and no one stopped her from walking out of the suffocating tennis court. There was a lively booing behind the ears. Oh. Thanks to them for letting her feel for the first time that tennis is so disgusting. Manual demining: annual update, ooc