Chapter 21 All the Righteous Clowns Are Afraid of Blood

Half a cup of milk tea slammed onto Lily’s head. The cheap plastic cup split open, and the sticky drink poured down over her, blurring her vision.

Rotten eggs followed–one after another, hitting her squarely on the shoulders, back, and chest.

Someone even spat on her.

The crowd’s scolding and physical assault made the chill in Lily’s body cut deeper.

She hugged herself tightly as she felt the stinking garbage thudding against her skin. For a moment, it was like she’d been transported back to over four years ago–to that dark time when she was bullied.

Back then, she was helpless, isolated, and terrified. No matter how hard she fought, she couldn’t save herself.

But even if she couldn’t crush the mountains pressing down on her, she had vowed one thing: as long as she could still breathe, she would never bow to the cruelty and injustice of this world.

“I am not a homewrecker!”

Seeing the long–faced girl who had thrown trash at her lift another rotten egg, Lily struck.

She snatched the girl’s tote bag and upended it–dumping every bit of trash it held right over the girl’s head.

“Elsa is the real homewrecker! You have no right to lecture me!”

The girl had felt righteous tossing things at Lily.

But the moment Lily retaliated, she screamed like a banshee. “You bitch! How dare you throw garbage at me?! I’ll kill you!”

“You started it, slut. Why wouldn’t I dare?”

Lily wasn’t fazed by her empty threats.

As fate would have it, the girl’s tote bag contained a folding fruit knife:

spotted it

but laced with steel. “Didn’t you

“You’ll pay for this!”

face

people like her were always bullies at heart–brave when others cowered, but pathetic

resistance.

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a word,

With a knife in her hand, glaring murderously, daring them to come

forward, knife firm

too. Nobody dared throw anything

safety in numbers. That ganging up on me means no one will

light. “Well, try it. If someone dies today, let’s see how the law deals

law doesn’t

worst they’d get was a slap on the wrist. That she’d just have

she

no “law doesn’t punish the

it’s safe. Love the high of bullying others

second their own safety is at

might snap. That they’d be stabbed. That they’d go to jail. Or

psycho! Put that knife down

backing away,

minds? How do you know I’m not actually insane? What

“You’re seriously mentally ill?”

into the girl’s

insane! Stay

face was stained with filth, but

this miserable state

others started to doubt. What if she really was mentally

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