No Escape(8)

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When I was in Grade 7 that year, a boy was transferred to the class. He was well-dressed and elegant, just like a prince. After school ended, there was always a black car to pick him up.

At that time, those young children did not prioritize money, but it was more about strength and achievement. Thus, tall burly boys always had the right to speak. As such, someone like Jasper looked slightly more awkward in such an ordinary public school.

It was unknown whether Jasper was quiet and shy by nature or whether some people had deliberately isolated him. No one became his friend. He always walked through the school building alone. When he was attending classes or reading books, there was no fear on his face. However, there was no joy as well. It was as if he was living in a vacuum.