Transmigrating Into A Villain

Alina had been in this world for some time and had already figured out Sheffield's school and class.

Since she didn't lack money, she took a taxi there.

Sheffield's school was not far away. It took her seven or eight minutes to get there.

The school gate was open. She went in directly.

Alina found that she didn't know where Sheffield's classroom was.

She wanted to ask someone, but no one wandered in the campus.

A gust of wind blew up the camphor leaf on the ground, and the leaf swayed high and low in front of her, making her feel a sense of mockery from the leaf.

When she was thinking about whether she should step on the leaves, the bell rang.

Tinkle... School was over.

Before long, students walked out of their classrooms.

In the end, they went through the school gate, and then went in different directions.

Alina kept glancing at the students passing by, but failed to see the face of Sheffield.

Sheffield was not tall among the students. If Alina could find him, she would have a sharp eye!

As she couldn't find him, she asked a student, "Excuse me, where is class 91?"

"It is on the second floor of that building. Go upstairs and turn left." The boy told her clearly.

"Thank you." After hesitating for a while, Alina walked towards the direction that the boy pointed.

She wanted to make sure if Sheffield had left.

The building the boy pointed was No.2 teaching building. When she went upstairs, there were some students coming down from time to time.

On the second floor, she turned left. The first was class 89, the second was class 90 and the third was class 91.

'Yes. 'I found it!" Alina walked over to the window and looked inside.

Unfortunately, there was no one inside.

Alina sighed and went back.

She walked out of the school gate and wanted to take a bus. She had to walk three or four hundred meters to get to the bus stop.

Alina walked on in silence. There were vendors on both sides of the road, selling stationery, food and toys. Their businesses were all very good. Some shops were crowded with students. "Sheffield, pay money. Are you waiting for Tommy to pay?" Alina had walked past, but the name the boy said brought her back.

It was a stall selling snacks. Alina went over and pretended to look at the snacks.

There were four boys surrounding Sheffield, two of whom were very tall, and the other two looked stronger than Sheffield. They had fried food in their hands.

The smallest one had a face with pimples. He yelled at Sheffield while chewing, "What are you looking at? It's your honor to treat Tommy! Pay money now!"

"My pocket money is used up today. I really don't have any more." Clenching his fists, Sheffield lowered his head, looking a little scared.

"No money? Are you kidding? Doesn't your father be the boss? How could it be possible that you don't have any money?" The tallest boy wore ear studs and looked cynical. "Tommy is right. You are too naive to lie to us!" The boy with yellow hair looked contemptuous.

"Our fists are very powerful. You have tried it last time, haven't you?"

The yellow-haired boy said maliciously, "Edwin, do you think we should let him recall more memories?"

The boy called Edwin giggled and said, "Good idea!"

Sheffield raised his head and glanced at Edwin. His eyes were gloomy. He clenched his fists and said, "I really don't have any money today. How about I pay it tomorrow?"

The landlady was a woman in her thirties or forties. Although she often saw these boys bully weak students, she didn't dare to be angry. After all, she couldn't afford to offend these bullies.

The landlady smiled and said, "Well, since the boy will pay it tomorrow, then pay it tomorrow. Thank you for taking care of my business."

The boy named Tommy glanced at the landlady and patted on Sheffield's shoulder, "Since she has said so, we let you go today. Remember to return the money tomorrow. Do you hear me?" Sheffield kept his head down and said calmly, "Yes, I heard it. I'll pay it back tomorrow."

"Let's go!" At the order of Tommy, the four boys walked away arrogantly.

When they left, the landlady was relieved. "Are you okay?"

Sheffield raised his head, emotionless. "I'll give the money to you tomorrow. This is my student card." He handed the student card over to the landlady as the guarantee. "Alas..." He turned around and left, and did not respond as the landlady called him.

Seeing him come out, Alina instantly turned around, pretending to pick snacks. When he was far away, she picked up two snacks and went to check out.

"Madam, who are those people? They seemed to bully their classmate?"

"Exactly! No one disciplines them. Sometimes I really worry about my kids being bullied at school!"

"Are they students in this school?"

"I think so. They seemed to wear school uniforms."

"Oh, thank you, madam." Alina took the changes, smiled and left.

On her way back, Alina was very surprised that Sheffield suffered from campus violence.

'Isn't this usually the experience of the heroine? Why does the hero also suffer from campus violence?'

She wondered whether Sheffield had told Eric what had happened to him. If Eric had known, he would be very distressed!

It seemed that it was not the first time that the boys bullied Sheffield, and it was not the first time that they bullied weak students. Alina had never experienced such a thing. She had always thought that this kind of thing could only happen in TV, but she did not expect to see it in the reality today.

When she got home, Peter told Alina that Sheffield was exercising in the fitness room.

It suddenly occurred to her that the reason Sheffield exercised was that he wanted to be strong so that he wouldn't be bullied at school.

Alina got it!

Being small and having a face which was loved by his female classmates, Sheffield was envied by the boys at school. They laughed at him secretly and snubbed him.

So he hated his exquisite face and his height.

"Sheffield, are you exercising?" Alina walked into the fitness room, finding that Sheffield was practicing the dumb bell. So she greeted him with a smile.

Sheffield glanced at her disdainfully and continued.

"..." The communication couldn't go on at all. Who could tell her what she should do? She was anxious!

"We had exams today, and we will also have exams tomorrow. If I do well in the exam, do you think Dad will give me any reward?"

Sheffield was silent, staring at the dumb bell.

"You know what? In the canteen this afternoon, a girl scolded at me and my classmate scolded back. She was crying and running away. Do you think she would tell the teacher?

I thought she would go to the teacher to snitch on me, but she didn't. It made me worry for a long time!

Are there any bad students in your class who bullied you? If yes, you can tell the teacher, Dad and Mom, or me," said Alina. Then she added confidently, "I will definitely protect you!" Sheffield seemed to be touched. He put down the dumb bell and shouted impatiently, "Shut up! You're so noisy!" After saying that, he left.

Alina didn't know what to say at that moment. She was disdained.

'Hum, I'm being kind to you. I was just trying to remind you. When you are suffering from the violence in the campus, remember to tell the teacher and guardians but not to bear it alone!'

When getting out of the fitness room, Sheffield clenched his fists tightly. He was angry and upset. He walked so heavily that if the carpet wasn't cleaned very well, one might have seen the dust rising from his

feet.

The first time he was bullied, his mother was dead. At that time, he was full of resentment towards his father, so he had no one to talk to and had to bear it.

The second time he was bullied, his relationship with his father was eased, but his father was very busy, unable to find a chance to talk to him.

Later, he felt indifferently. After all, what they wanted was just pocket money, not something important, so he gave them.

Thinking of the words 'I will definitely protect you!' the girl had said, Sheffield smiled sarcastically. ☐☐☐☐☐☐