Poor Student Novels & Stories

“I just…I don’t have many friends, so I’m not used to getting stuff from people.” That made me feel bad about him. David seemed like a really nice guy; albeit shy and reserved and more than a little awkward. But even Debby had told me that he was a nice person. Not a lot of people talk to him or know about him since he is always at the library, but I had heard that he was a scholarship student who came from a rather poor background. So he was trying his best to get perfect scores and get a job. “Then you can consider me your friend from now on.” I held out my hand for him. “If you want to?”

Unwilling to look at the handsome face of the lecturer who had helped her, Anya chose to look down and speak nicely to the lecturer. "I can understand your thinking, but I beg you to please provide some relief for this poor student, sir. I can only rely on scholarships to study. I'm just the daughter of an itinerant vegetable and cake seller from stall to stall, sir, how could I possibly have the money to replace your watch, which I'm sure is very expensive." "You're so poor that you're willing to sell yourself to a masher." "I never sold myself, sir. What you saw earlier was not what you think because I was framed, sir."

"Why not?" "I'll just submit what's needed and work full-time while there are no classes. You know it's expensive," I just smiled at him. Unlike other students here, Seid was a scholar from a poor family. He was a working student, studying in the morning and working at night, so it would be difficult for him to join outings like this. Fortunately, he was smart enough to handle extra assignments or projects. Unlike me, who just barely managed to pass, I had to join these events to ensure I passed.

Chapter 119 My daughter, first of all, I want to apologize sincerely to you for my awkward behavior towards you and your husband. May my interest is not to disturb you but rather to make you leave well in your old days. I have patiently listened to you and your Prince but there Is one thing that was running out in all his conversation. He doesn’t have a family he is just a street buy. He is a pauper someone who could not even afford to pay his school fees. He is an aimless and complete bastard.

I was at the cafeteria eating my usual bagger and fries, " how come you eat so much junk every day yet you still have this perfect figure?" I shot her a look and continued with my lunch, someone passed by us, the which of the entire varsity Stella a rich spoiled bitch. " new girl out of all the people you chose to hang out with this outcast" oh yeah that I am, I'm not from a rich family, 90% of the students here are from rich families, those who are not rich, they have connections.