"We are getting out. Do you want us to wait for you?"
Inside the locker room of the girls, the last group was about to get out.
"No, I will stay here for a little while."
However, one girl didn't follow her friends but just stood there in front of her locker.
"Okay. Call me when you are free."
"Bye."
As her friends left, the girl was left alone inside the room.
"How dare he?"
And as they left, the emotions she had suppressed started coming out one by one.
She was fuming to herself as she touched the small cuts on her ankles and her rear delt. The marks of the wounds had already been healed to the point it was hard to discern them.
TAK!
Her fist hit the locker, creating a small crater on it, and the hand that punched the metal didn't seem bothered by it.
"Why?"
