Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty



Before long, the morning had slipped away. During her lunch break, Yolanda headed over to the student council office.

Often, students were more aware of what was going on at school than the administrators. After all, the student council president, much like an informant in a clandestine organization, had access to a breadth of information that could surpass even the headmaster's knowledge.

Yolanda wanted to find out whether that person was a student at First Academy as soon as possible, and she knew that the student council could give her an answer more quickly.

When she entered the student council office, she found several members gathered around a long table near the door, eating takeout.

A tall boy sat behind the student council president's desk, lounging with one leg draped over the other. Propping himself up with one hand on the desk, he exuded an air of arrogance, his expression suggesting that he owned the entire student council.

The boy, who had been flipping through a campus magazine spread out on the desk, looked up when Yolanda walked in. His brows drew together at the sight of her less-than-pleasant appearance.

Then, he slammed the table and yelled at the student council members who were still eating takeout, "Get her out of here! Do you think just anyone can waltz into the student council office?"

The members of the student council noticed Yolanda as well. They were about to approach and escort her out of the office when Yolanda calmly walked past them and straight up to the arrogant boy.

"I told you to get out! Didn't you hear-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yolanda kicked him out of his seat. He landed on the ground, watching in disbelief as Yolanda took his place behind the desk. His jaw dropped, and he almost forgot about the pain he felt.

"H-How dare you..." Since becoming the student council president, he had always been treated with the utmost respect by the students in the academy. He had never seen anyone as arrogant as Yolanda.

"Andrew Rowse?" Yolanda looked at the student council president's nameplate on the desk, then at the boy still sitting on the ground. "So, you're the student council president?"

Andrew snapped out of his shock and scrambled to his feet. "Who are you? How dare you act so arrogantly here at First Academy? Aren't you afraid of being expelled?"

"I'm Yolanda." Yolanda looked at him apathetically.

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"Yolanda? That name sounds oddly familiar..." While Andrew was racking his brain trying to remember who Yolanda was, the other student council members were so taken aback by Yolanda's actions that they forgot about Andrew's order to kick her out and froze in place,

Andrew looked at his dumbfounded underlings and snapped, "Well, what are you all waiting for? Someone's stirring up trouble in the student council office! Aren't you going to inform the disciplinary office?"

Yolanda found his defiant yet hesitant demeanor amusing. "It looks like the student council president isn't very well informed. Haven't you heard who welcomed me into the academy this morning?"

"A-Andrew..." One of the councilProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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something and suddenly pointed at Yolanda with wide eyes. "She's the girl who was personally escorted to class by Mr. Coleman this morning! Mr. Coleman even punished the students who mocked her by making them clean the toilets after school!"

"Is that so?"