Back when Simon Grover, the head of Lab C, had personally visited Aethelburg University to request an internship spot for Maeve, it had caused a massive uproar on campus.
This was the legendary Lab C, a place everyone revered and dreamed of entering.
Getting into Lab C meant securing a fast track to unimaginable wealth and fame.
Maeve was just a sophomore, yet she had been the lucky one chosen by them.
Who wouldn't be envious?
Who wouldn't be violently jealous?
But what was the outcome?
"It hasn't even been that long, and you, our little 'genius,' were returned to sender."
"At the end of the day, you just didn't have what it takes, and they saw right through you."
"I have no idea what the director of Lab C was thinking. Out of all the top students at Aethelburg, he actually picked you."
Under Leah's instigation, the crowd quickly picked up the rhythm.
The sycophants behind her began jeering and laughing, eager to kick Maeve while she was down.
Maeve tilted her head, asking Leah pointedly,
"So you're saying that Lab C's director has terrible judgment for picking me?"
Leah finally felt like she had a solid angle of attack, and she wasn't going to let it slip by.
"Any leader with half a brain wouldn't have chosen you."
"You took a year-long leave of absence right after enrolling. You've barely attended any classes. What makes you qualified to work in that lab?"
Maeve let out a long, drawn-out "Oh."
"I get it now. In your mind, the director of the lab is just a brainless idiot."
Leah choked on her words.
She did think the director had poor judgment, but she hadn't explicitly called him stupid, had she?
Maeve continued setting the trap.
"Then who do you think, out of all the students at Aethelburg, is the most qualified to be accepted by the lab?"
Leah rolled her eyes.
"Anyone with a pulse is ten thousand times better than you."
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