Extreme Insecurity Despite a Stunning Face

At first, they thought the girl named Yueya was a gloomy, damp ghost, a disgusting creature who deserved to be reviled by everyone like something in a filthy sewer.

Her classmates ostracized and excluded her. The girls' clique bullied her openly, hitting and kicking her, insulting her, and ordering her to do this and that. The boys' clique bullied her in quieter ways, either coldly ignoring her or verbally humiliating her.

Living in such a twisted, dark environment, Yueya did her best to absorb knowledge and endure, day after day. She thought things would get better after graduation, that she could escape once she got into university, leave this suffocating home, and get away from that disgusting school.

To protect the secret she was clinging to, Yueya hardly ever fought back.

But fate never favored her. Why would it go according to her plans?

The student council president, a refined and gentle young man she should have met only once, found her money and returned it to her, refusing to keep what wasn't his. She thought he was a good person, never seeing the undisguised disgust in his eyes.

The aloof top student, whom she admired with all her heart and who was indifferent by nature and far ahead of everyone else academically, turned a blind eye to the bullying she endured. Seeing her covered in mud, he spat out a cold remark: "You're filthy."

The domineering, cocky school bully mocked her during the day, then stared at photos on her online account under the covers in the dark and fantasized about her.

One accident, and the secret she had guarded so carefully was suddenly revealed to everyone. The online account she had tried so hard to keep hidden also appeared before the three of them.

In an instant, everyone's gaze on her grew darker and more intense. One by one, they wrapped around her like iron chains and soft snakes, trying to control her breath, her body, her life... everything about her.

The three pairs of lips that had once been so cold later lingered on Yueya's jade-white body, wanting to leave marks that belonged to them alone.

Yueya, oh, Yueya, you can't escape...

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My name is Yueya.

My life is a coffee table, covered in tragic little cups.

Everyone seems to hate me, but in truth, everyone is obsessed with me.

A dark heroine who's insecure, gloomy, gentle, and easy to bully at first, but later becomes cold and ruthless, playing the elite into the palm of her hand VS the elite young men