Milly and the others fell silent. They did not dare to make a sound. Seraphina appeared oblivious to everything happening around her. She continued to enjoy her meal, showing no interest in the laughter or even in Shane's outburst. Shane withdrew his foot, casting a sidelong glance toward the corner. The young girl dined in peace with elegance and grace. The soft, dappled sunlight from the window illuminated her face, framing her perfect profile. She looked as poised as a figure in a painting. While she must have been aware of the fuss, she didn't show the slightest reaction despite their ridicule. Cedric Hale noticed that Shane was staring intently towards the corner, so he followed his gaze. Isn't that Shane's arrogant deskmate? "Shane, your deskmate is unique," he muttered. A guy beside them chuckled, "Unique? More like a coward. Even when Caleb mocks her, she just sits there and endures it. What a weakling." Shane didn't respond. Instead, he popped a mini pie into his mouth. As the people around them overheard Seraphina's 280-point score, they began to murmur and cast her glances. There was no need to hear them. It was evident they were mocking her. Seraphina set down her fork, lifted her teacup with her slender fingers, and took a small sip of tea to cleanse her palate. She rose to her feet and went on to pay her bill. She spun her cardholder idly in her hand as she approached Linara's table and came to a stop. "Losers." Her voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet restaurant, everyone heard her.The students in the restaurant turned their heads. Their stunned gazes settled on her. Linara and her group were dumbfounded as well. "What did you just say?" Kelly snapped. "Say it again." Seraphina's gaze landed on her. She spoke slowly, enunciating each word. "How pathetic. Your ears aren't working well." Bang! Kelly slammed the table and stood up abruptly, pointing her finger at Seraphina. "Who's the real loser here? How can someone who scored 280 points have the audacity to call us losers? I can still score around 400, even in the worst-case scenario. If that makes me a loser, what are you? A piece of trash? "No, scratch that. Calling you a piece of trash would be a compliment. You can't even compare to that." The scene caught the attention of students on the first floor."Trash?" Seraphina let out a soft chuckle. "Just a bunch of losers calling someone else trash? Aren't you too proud?" "Who let you speak? A poor kid from the slums." Carmen pulled Kelly and smiled. "Kelly, stop it. Seraphina doesn't know much. She probably thinks a 280 is a great score. Don't ruin her little dream." "Stop it, all of you," Linara interjected as she signaled Seraphina to leave. Dora, who had been watching silently, finally stood up with a smile. "How about this? Let's play a game. I heard that we'll be having a test next week. Let our scores speak for us. We'll see who's the real loser." Carmen laughed. "Good idea. Fair and square. If Seraphina is not up for it, let's not force her. After all, she is from a rural area. Let's be kind to her."