As We Have Met Before Chapter 1

Elliot clutched a stack of papers, her fingers trembling slightly.

The morning self-study is over in ten minutes, and he needs to hand out these papers during the break.

There are twenty-eight people in this class, not counting himself. He only needs to hand out twenty-seven papers, which is not difficult. Time passed minute by minute, and beads of sweat appeared on Elliot's forehead. He said to himself, this is not difficult. It has been a month since he transferred to another school. He has already remembered the names of several classmates, such as his deskmate. After excluding Parker Wang and the school committee member Julia Song sitting behind him, there are only twenty-five people left.

Elliot's heartbeat was racing and he could hardly read. He wanted to go to the class teacher and tell her that he couldn't read.

But the class teacher must be very disappointed. The class teacher treats him so well, but he cannot be like this. He must slowly try to communicate with others as the class teacher said. This is also a step in treatment.

Yes, Hae Soo is sick and socially impaired.

Also called social phobia.

Of course, he was not born like this. Although Elliot was born introverted and shy, she was not unable to communicate with others normally. She got this disease because Elliot suffered a full year of campus cold violence in junior high school.

The cause was just a trivial matter. Elliot, who had always been among the best in grades, made the wrong answer sheet during an exam, resulting in his English score being only in the 30s, which seriously dragged down his class average at the time.

It was a final exam, and students' grades were related to many things, not to mention that Elliot's class was in the so-called "fast class" at that time. Elliot's teacher angrily scolded Elliot in front of the whole class for a long time, and continued for a week. Li repeatedly emphasized that because everyone's efforts this time were in vain, Hae Soo was the "sinner" of the class.

The result of hard work is your own grades. The average grade of the class is only related to the teacher's salary and face, but the ignorant students did not expect this. Driven by the teacher's anger, everyone began to isolate Elliot.

In the beginning, no one wanted to sit at the same table with Elliot, and no one wanted to talk to him. During free activities in physical education class, Elliot always stood alone on the playground.

This kind of cold violence is often so unfounded and illogical, but its lethality is always effective. In the end, everyone was afraid to avoid Elliot's things. His homework was casually thrown aside, and everyone was not allowed to do it. To collect water from the public water fountain in the class, some students will deliberately avoid it when passing by Elliot's seat.

At the beginning of the period, Elliot thought that this situation would pass soon. Later, he also wanted to tell his mother, but looking at his busy mother, he was worried that she would be sad. The adolescent Elliot still found it difficult to talk about it. The consequence of procrastination was that he could not Very good at communicating with people.

The teacher's glare and the isolation of his classmates caused Elliot's grades to plummet. In the next exam, Elliot did not make the wrong answer sheet, but his score was more than a hundred points lower than last time.

Elliot’s teacher became even more angry.

At the class meeting, Elliot's teacher once again criticized Elliot by name, and her words were even harsher than last time. At the end, she even made a subtle sarcastic statement, saying that Elliot's life was confused and messy because she followed a single mother.

Elliot, who had always been docile and well-behaved, raised his stool that day and hit the teacher on the head.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that Hae Soo received a demerit and called his parents. Hae Soo's mother finally learned that her son had endured a year of cold violence on campus. The strong woman quickly went through the transfer procedures for her son. Before leaving, she went to Teacher Elliot's office. After paying the medical expenses, she paid her regards to his family.

After transferring to another school, Elliot's life became a little better. Everyone was a little interested in this transfer student at the beginning of the semester. Afterwards, they saw that he was silent every day, so they didn't care too much. Elliot spent his junior high school life smoothly, and Grade one and grade two. In the meantime, Elliot's mother took him to see a psychiatrist several times and received some treatment, but the results were mediocre.

When Elliot's mother was in her senior year of high school, her job was transferred. She was worried about leaving her child alone in her hometown. After repeated consideration, she ignored the dissuasion of others and brought Elliot, who was already a senior in high school, to the city where she now works.

It has been a month since I transferred to my current class.

Elliot's current class teacher is a woman in her forties. This person has subverted Elliot's understanding of "teacher", a word that is not so friendly to him.

The new class teacher is very strict and rarely smiles. Elliot was very afraid of her at first, but after learning about his situation, especially after seeing the "confronting and beating the teacher" in his file, he had no intention of doing so. Cun was cautious and did not contact Elliot's previous school to inquire about the situation. Instead, he called him to the office immediately and inquired about his condition carefully.

Hai Xiu stumbled and described her situation. The new head teacher thought for a moment and said, "I won't force you to accept everyone right away, but you will eventually need to try to face the world again. It may not be as different as the one you were exposed to before." Damn, can you do me a favor?"

Elliot felt the kindness of the new head teacher and nodded gently. The usually stern head teacher smiled gently and handed him a stack of papers: "Can you hand out yesterday's papers for me? Our class capacity is small. There are more than 20 people, I think you can do it. If you don't know anyone...can you try asking your classmates? "

Hae Soo instinctively wanted to refuse, but he agreed anyway.

Class ends in three minutes. The first class is the homeroom teacher's math class. This paper will be discussed in class. Elliot clenched his fingers tightly and bit his lip as if he was facing a deadline.

The get out of class bell rang, and the class suddenly became noisy. Elliot took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. His palms were a little sweaty, and he was worried that he would soil his classmates' papers.

Elliot took a deep breath, stood up, and handed out her own papers, those at the same table, and those on the back table first. She felt a little more relaxed. Elliot thought to herself, there are still twenty-five papers, only twenty-five papers... .

Elliot's memory is very good, even better than ordinary people. He basically remembers the students who the teacher asked questions in class, and he also remembers the classmates who often pass by him. Fortunately, most of them left the classroom during the break, so Elliot felt relaxed. Many, twenty, eighteen, fifteen...

Elliot suddenly felt that it was not that difficult. When the fifteenth paper was handed out, the female classmate who handed it out said thank you to him without raising her head. Elliot was very nervous at the time, but he didn't delay for long and said the same. "It's okay", although the voice was very low, and although the other party may not have heard it, Elliot felt that... this feeling of normal communication with classmates was very good.

Elliot felt much more relaxed, twelve pictures, seven pictures, five pictures...

The corners of Elliot's mouth raised slightly, and he felt the long-lost sense of accomplishment.

Elliot stood in the back row of the classroom, looking at the two papers in her hands, and suddenly became nervous again.

He didn't know whose the remaining two papers belonged to.

Elliot clearly remembered the order in which she handed out the papers. Now only the middle position in the bottom row and the second row by the window were not handed out, but who were they? One person is sleeping on the two seats, and the other person is not there. There is no homework book with names written on the table. Do you want... to ask?

Elliot shook her head fiercely in her heart. Both boys were very tall, and he...he subconsciously didn't want to get close.

The class bell rang, and Elliot woke up from her dream. She bit her lip and handed out the two papers based on intuition. He was worried that he would be stopped, worried that he could not speak clearly and would be laughed at, so he quickly returned to his seat.

The head teacher stepped on the school bell and entered the classroom. She glanced around and looked at Elliot. She saw that his cheeks were slightly red and his eyes were a little excited. The head teacher smiled inwardly and gave Elliot an approving look. Then he straightened his face, asked a few questions about the discipline during last night's self-study as usual, and began to talk about the papers.

Elliot felt the teacher's affirmation and felt much happier. He didn't dare to look back, but no one raised any objections in the past half day. He must have guessed it right, right?

Elliot was thankful and lowered her head to listen to the lecture with peace of mind.

Finn Feng sat lazily in the second row from the bottom of the classroom by the window, rubbed his eyes, picked up the paper, frowned and said, "What... is this word for bird?!"

Finn Feng looked at the paper on his desk that was full of crosses, with a miserable expression on his face. He turned to look at the owner of the paper in the bottom row, and sneered at his deskmate: "Harrison He's bad writing, I didn't even notice that." It's my paper..." Finn Feng folded the paper several times and threw it on Harrison He's head in the back row. Harrison He was about to leave his job and was startled. When he saw it, he looked up and looked at him with shame and anger. Finn Feng, who looked at him mockingly, grinned and threw Finn Feng's paper back. Finn Feng took it with one hand and turned to his deskmate: "Who handed out the paper just now?"

The deskmate said blankly: "Yes... ah, the new guy, let's call him Elliot."

Finn Feng raised his eyebrows: "Ask him after class if I look like that idiot Harrison He..."