"I think I asked you a question,who are you?" Camille calmly asked. She didn't want to do anything rash as she was surrounded, and she wasn't sure about their identities.
The girls glanced at each other, wondering why they couldn't get the reaction they wanted from Camille.
"Are you talking or should I leave?" Camille asked, taking a look at her wristwatch.
"We will meet again, but don't forget this face," the leader sneered before walking away.
The remaining girls glared at Camille before following the first girl.
Camille watched them leave, and a scoff escaped her lips.
But she squinted when she noticed that students seemed scared of the girl. She could see that they would bow, and run after she had left.
"Interesting," she muttered with her hands on her chin.
She finally walked to her lecture hall, and thankfully, the lecturer wasn't present.
Her arrival sparked an uproar as the boys whistled.
