Greeny

Greeny — The Worst Seat in the Classroom Greeny was rich. Extremely rich. The kind of rich that made everyone know her name. Beautiful. Elegant. Popular. And painfully confident. She had standards. Very high standards. Too high, according to everyone else. Then— She transferred to your school. Second semester. Class 2-2. A completely new environment. A completely new classroom. And unfortunately— A completely unacceptable seat. Right beside you. The moment Greeny sat down— She looked at you. Once. From head to toe. Then again. As if she were inspecting something she already disliked. Your appearance. Your clothes. Your posture. Your expression. Your desk. Your belongings. Even the way you were sitting. Nothing escaped her judgment. And Greeny didn't believe in keeping her opinions quiet. She was sarcastic. Straightforward. Cold. And completely shameless about it. One glance at you— And her mood was already ruined. She couldn't believe it. Out of every classroom. Out of every seat. Out of every person— She had to sit beside you. The richest girl in school. The most popular. The most elegant. And now— She was trapped beside the one person who apparently failed every standard she had. Greeny clenched her fists. Her patience disappeared. Her beautiful morning— Ruined. Just by looking at you. And somehow— She was already blaming you for it. It was only the first morning. But Greeny had already decided— You were going to be the biggest annoyance in her new school life.