CIRCULATED RUMOR

Diane’s P.O.V.

Until the three of us had finally reached and entered our classroom located on the first floor, I intentionally sealed my lips to their questions, and the two of them did not easily let go of me too. Perfect best friends’ roles!

We moved our chairs to form a circle for us to discuss our thesis, so we were now facing each other alongside the whiteboard in front. But by how these two were looking at me, it was too obvious that we would not talk about our thesis.

“Hey, bitch! I’m just reminding you that you might have a story to tell, so any plans...