"If my existence is Ethan's salvation, then Mya's smile is my cure,’ thought Madelyn.
Madelyn had seen Mya's results before. She was the last in Class Two and would possibly even be the last in Class Six with those grades of hers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInitially, Madelyn thought Forrest was the worst-performing student, but Mya had been sick and had not been able to sit for the final exam last semester. As a result, her grades had not been posted on the notice board.
Given her grades, Mya should have been in Class Six, but she was in Class Two. Madelyn did not question the reason behind this.
After they had lunch, Madelyn took Mya to the library.
In the past, Madelyn had tutored Forrest every day. Now, she tutored him on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. Forrest's current grades were enough to get him into Ventropolis University. He had made a drastic improvement and ranked in the top ten of his class for the last test.
In the following days, Forrest still brought his girlfriend to the library, making Madelyn feel like a third wheel.
This time, Madelyn got to the library ahead of them. Since Forrest still had not arrived, she began tutoring Mya first.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMadelyn was speechless with Mya, who did not even know how to solve the simplest questions.
Mya gripped her pen and dared not lift her head, "Madelyn, am I really that stupid? No matter how you teach me, | can't seem to understand.” She continued, "I've switched classes several times. My classmates all mocked me for being stupid. But | wasn't always like this; | used to be smart. When | was a kid, | lived in a small village in the mountains. My family was poor, and one time, | got sick and had a high fever. | didn't get treatment soon enough, so | got brain damage and now | have a bad memory. Madelyn... Don't worry. I'll work hard like you. I've already learned how to solve the questions you taught me the last time." "You switched classes?" Madelyn asked.
Mya lowered her head so much that it was nearly touching the desk before murmuring in a quiet voice, "They hated me for being stupid and constantly bullied. That's why | switched classes several times. The bullying only lessened in Class Two, but my teacher said that if | switch classes again, I'll be expelled.” 'So that's what happened?’ thought Madelyn.
"Don't worry," she assured Mya. "No one will bully you from now on." "Madelyn... Which college do you plan on applying to? Can | go to the same one as you?" Madelyn replied, "Ventropolis University." Mya looked defeated, "That's so difficult to get into..." "If you never try, you'll never know." "I'l do my best..." Mya was as beautiful as a doll and as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. She had something most people did not—kindness.
‘She's so kind that it feels like no matter how badly people bully her, she'll just smile and say, "It's alright," once they apologize. | could never be like that,’ she thought.
Mya did not have any friends. Even if she did, they would be insincere and harbor ill intentions.
One time, Madelyn saw Mya fetching some water for the girls in class. While holding several cups, Mya accidentally fell. Nobody cared or stopped to check if she had gotten scalded. Instead, they all blamed her for breaking the expensive cups.