That graceful silhouette stepped out slowly.
Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, the hem of her skirt fluttering—it was a breathtaking beauty.
The passing girls all froze, revealing expressions of either admiration or envy.
"Isn't that Kimberly Harris? She always wears school uniforms; why is she dressed so beautifully today?"
Many girls began to whisper.
In this school, the name of the pure campus beauty was well-known to everyone.
Kimberly stepped out from the dormitory door, her eyes scanning the surroundings until she spotted a familiar figure standing under a tree not far away. Her beautiful eyes lit up.
She hurried over, her innocent and sweet face breaking into a dazzling smile.
"Charlie!"
She came up to Charlie Thompson and called out sweetly.
Seeing this scene, the girls around were stunned, showing expressions of shock and puzzlement.
"Who is this guy?"
Instantly, the fires of gossip in the hearts of the girls were ignited fiercely.
