Yet she treated me well, saying everyone has their own choices and that being poor wasn't my fault.

Since we had both come from the same high school, everyone quickly believed her.

In front of me, however, she showed a different side, constantly badmouthing our roommates, just like she did in high school.

Now, she was trying to drag me out again, whispering in my ear, "You have no idea how awful these people are. If I don't go shopping with them and buy them things, they'll isolate me in the dorm!"

Our roommates overheard the word "shopping" and started pointing fingers at me.

"Shopping? She just wants Tina to buy her things again. So shameless!"

"Exactly! I saw online that some women wear clothes and return them before the refund period ends. It's disgusting!"

With every word they said, Tina's face grew paler.

In the eyes of the entire school, I was the one being sponsored by Tina.

Any nice thing I had was seen as having an improper source.

To them, I was dirtier than a sewer rat.

And the source of all these negative perceptions was this friend I considered my bestie.

Feigning ignorance, I smiled at Tina, whose expression was becoming increasingly unnatural.

When we got to the store, I was about to go in when she pulled me aside and whispered, "Yuna, the store clerk has already sent the new items to you. You don't need to go in. It'll be crowded and annoying later, and they're hard to please!"

I raised an eyebrow, smiling as I headed into the store.

"What's so difficult about it? That's all the more reason for me to help. No worries, I'm familiar with Hermès bags. Let me recommend some."

With that, I walked into the store, sat on the sofa, and enjoyed a cup of coffee before getting up.

As soon as I left, a few roommates wiped down the spot where I'd been sitting with alcohol wipes, sarcastically telling the sales associate, "Your brand should really pay attention to hygiene. It's summer, and clothes are thin. Don't spread any viruses."

I smirked inwardly but kept a friendly expression as I approached Tina to show her the bags.

One roommate rolled her eyes and used a tissue to pull me away.

"What do you know? You think you've seen more than Tina? If you can't afford it, don't touch it. They'll have to disinfect it after you."

Another whispered something to the sales associate, whose smile froze.