The Day I Transferred, the Entire Class Looked at Me With Pity

The day I transferred to my new class, everyone looked at me with pity.

Because my desk mate was the school’s notoriously vicious, unrestrained bad boy.

The girl sitting in front of me was a famously arrogant, domineering rich heiress.

And the guy sitting behind me was a ridiculously popular teen idol who barely ever showed up to class.

It’s worth mentioning that these three made up the most stable triangle in the entire school—ranking dead last, second to last, and third to last in every exam.