Chapter 6 Trash Belonged with Trash

• Olivia stood before her desk, staring at the pile of garbage, the scene resonating with memories from her past life.
• Trash-strewn desks, running errands during breaks, and blatant mockery, these were almost all of Olivia's experiences at St. Rona Academy.
• The wealthy students made it their pastime to entertain themselves by trampling on the dignity of students from less privileged backgrounds.
• In her previous life, Olivia had only been transferred to St. Rona Academy after her engagement to Alexander. She had been a people-pleaser, silently enduring the bullying from the academy.
• "Livi... I wanted to help you clean up, but they... wouldn’t let me." Isabella, who had been hiding in a corner, hurried to Olivia’s side. She was a special admissions student and had been the target of bullying before Olivia’s arrival.
• Olivia glanced at the girl, who was a bit shorter than herself. This girl, Isabella, was Olivia's only friend at St. Rona Academy.
• Seeing her rare ally from the past life, Olivia instinctively patted Isabella's head before turning her gaze sharply through her glasses, surveying everyone in the classroom.
• "Who did this?"
• The students of the performance department didn’t take Olivia’s question seriously. Mia, propped up on her elbow with an air of superiority, looked at Olivia disdainfully.
• “Trash should be with trash. You were in charge of the cleanliness. Since you weren’t here this morning, naturally, the trash ended up on your desk.”
• Mia’s gaze was as contemptuous as if she were looking at a repulsive rat.
• “You did this?” Olivia asked, looking at Mia’s haughty attitude, not surprised at all.
• In her previous life, Mia had also led the bullying against Olivia.
• Mia, oblivious to Olivia’s change, waved her hand dismissively and said, “You don’t need to thank me. Now get it cleaned up quickly. It really stinks.”
• “Yeah! Why are you still standing there? Do you like the smell? We can’t stand it.”
• “Olivia, are you fond of the trash? Just take it with you if you like it so much.”
• The group of girls laughed cruelly, and Isabella’s face grew increasingly distressed. She wanted to help Olivia clean the desk but was stopped by Olivia’s firm gesture.
• “I’ll handle it.”
• Olivia efficiently emptied the trash back into the bin.
• “See, if you had listened sooner, it would have been fine,” Mia said, knowing Olivia wouldn’t dare to retaliate. She turned away smugly, satisfied with Olivia’s obedient response.
• As Mia and her friends continued their conversation, engrossed in their world, a gasp of shock broke through their chatter.
• Before Mia could comprehend what was happening, a pile of trash was suddenly poured over her head.
• Banana peels and other foul-smelling waste rained down, instantly covering Mia’s once-smooth hair and expensive designer clothes in a mess.
• Everyone was stunned into silence, with those sitting opposite Mia unable to believe their eyes as Mia was showered in garbage.
• Olivia, holding the now-empty trash can above Mia's head, looked down at the covered Mia with a smile.
• “Exactly. Trash belongs with trash.”