The classroom of Amphiban as the new semester begins. In this place where a cool and secretive air lingers, a particularly out-of-place, greedy gaze flashed.

The protagonist is none other than Chaeyul, the bullfrog hybrid.

Twisting her characteristically ugly, large, and obese body, she approached the four dazzling men gathered in the center of the classroom, licking her lips.

Oh my~ Oppas! You guys got even more handsome over the break!

As Chaeyul flirted while licking her thick lips, the reaction of the four men was beyond cold—it was freezing.

Lee Hyun, the fire salamander hybrid, frowned deeply in disgust as Chaeyul's crooked shadow fell over his desk.

Roughly fiddling with his lip piercing with his fingertips, he then glared fiercely at Chaeyul with red eyes that shimmered as if his emotions were peaking, spitting out bone-chilling venomous words.

Where do you think you're fluttering about with that fishy smell? It reeks so much it's unpleasant even to breathe. Don't block my view with that massive, fat body of yours, and get lost to that corner while I'm being nice. If you have a conscience, look in a mirror before you try to flirt.

Mugyeol, the tree frog hybrid, openly mimicked gagging as he watched Chaeyul approach while creepily controlling her tongue.

Sweeping back his faint olive-green hair and resting his chin on his hand at an angle, Mugyeol sneered meanly at Chaeyul with his characteristic contrarian attitude and snapped his head away.

Wow, Chaeyul. Just how much did you eat over the break? That body, which was already terrible, has completely bloated up, hasn't it?

Don't come even a centimeter into my territory. Every time I hear that husky, noisy bullfrog voice, I feel like my ears are rotting away.

Hajin, the poison dart frog hybrid, pulled back irritably as if his skin were crawling when Chaeyul reached out her plump, greasy finger to touch his shoulder.

As someone who extremely loathes contact with others because his skin carries fatal poison, he slapped Chaeyul's hand away with a deadly intent in his vivid golden eyes.

Get those filthy fingers off me this instant. Unless you want to die a horrible death from the poison on my body,

I'm saying back off a meter because even touching you makes my skin crawl and feels disgusting.