"Will you be my girlfriend?"

She frowned slightly, not recognizing any of these students. Even in Class 6, she only barely knew Noah Foster, who had been in a fight.

Her aloofness might have been mistaken for coldness, but no! She simply suffered from face blindness!

"Who are you? Move aside!" Amelia said flatly.

"You don't know me? You don't know me at all!" The leader of the group, a confident young man, was clearly quite offended.

But Amelia didn't bother trying to remember where she might have met this person before. She sighed impatiently.

The other boys standing nearby chuckled.

"Haha, Ethan Sullivan, the most popular guy at Saint Hua, the top student in Class 1... Who would have thought you'd ever suffer a defeat?"

"Hey hey, this will be entertaining. I bet I can win a bet saying you'll have Amelia wrapped around your finger in a week."

Listening to their conversation, Amelia finally understood what was going on. This Ethan Sullivan had made a bet that he could win her over in a week, and had even written her several love letters.

Amelia recalled the pile of scraps of paper that had been dumped on top of her locker in the changing room. She hadn't known what it was, so she had just thrown it in the trash.

"Move aside!" Amelia grew even more indifferent. It had taken Tyler ten years to win her over, and she was not about to feel grateful or indebted to some smooth-talking guy just because he was impressive.

Ethan Sullivan's handsome face darkened. Judging by Amelia's expression, she really had no idea who he was. He was seriously disappointed.

Young people are always full of hot air, and the school's beauties are never lacking in admirers. After all, you have to spend a few years indulging in romantic adventures to really experience youth.

Ethan Sullivan walked up to Amelia, his face beaming with sunshine, and said, "Hey, Amelia, since you don't know me, let me introduce myself. I'm Ethan Sullivan. Will you be my girlfriend?"

...

The cafeteria erupted in a clamor!

Ethan Sullivan was a celebrity that not everyone was as unfamiliar with as Amelia.

If the most straightforward words to describe a guy are "tall, handsome, and rich," then that would be Ethan Sullivan. He comes from a wealthy family and looks good, and he's also a super academic achiever. He's the perfect candidate for the best idol on campus.

After a month of military training, many girls at Saint Hua fell for him, worshiping him like a star and even gave him the title of "Sullivan Prince."

You see, this is Ethan Sullivan's first public pursuit of a girl! At this moment, many girls stood up directly, staring at Amelia with an unfriendly expression.

Amelia, on the other hand, became more impatient and didn't want to get involved too much. If that vinegar jar at home found out, she might get upset again.

"Oh no, excuse me!" Amelia's refusal was as natural as asking if you had eaten yet.

As soon as Amelia spoke, there were many sounds of utensils hitting the table in the cafeteria.

"Hey, how dare you, woman! You don't know how to appreciate Sullivan Prince's interest."

"Yes, Sullivan Prince took a liking to you. It's really despicable if you don't feel lucky."

Girls' thoughts are strange. If Amelia agreed, these people would still laugh and say she's not good enough. If she didn't agree, they felt like she was disrespecting their male idol. Either way, it's all Amelia's fault.

Some girls accused Amelia harshly, while others casually shouted "be together" and watched the show. Ethan Sullivan hooked his mouth and showed the legendary bad smile that girls loved the most, wanting to see how Amelia would respond.

As a result, Amelia's expression didn't change much in the midst of the commotion, appearing particularly indifferent. Ethan Sullivan even began to doubt whether he had slept well last night, whether his complexion was poor, and whether his charm was insufficient.