Crossing The Line
She said.
“What status?” I asked.
“Your popularity on the school’s platform skyrocketed this morning. Everyone, including our seniors, have been talking about you. Didn't you see their expressions earlier during lectures? What a thrill it would be if you appeared at Tea House.”
“Quit dreaming,” I poked her forehead. “I didn’t do anything special, how can I be famous?”
“Some people are popular because of their beauty, strength, skill, aura, etcetera, and you're popular because of beauty. If you don't believe me, check the general platform,” she said.