Once, I had a classmate who was not only better in academics than me but also had bigger fists. I couldn't beat him, so I could only endure his beating until one day I fought back. Can you guess what my teacher said?
He told me, those who are pitiful must have something hateful about them. It was his fault for hitting me, but it was wrong of me to hit him back.
So I picked up my stool and smashed it on that bastard's head. Fight back? I intended to do more than just fight back!
She spoke softly, squinting as she spoke as if she was telling a bedtime story. However, the mercenaries lying on the ground did not find these soft words comforting.
To them, this seemed like a horror story!
"So from that time, I, Violet, swore I would no longer be a good girl but a bad one. Now tell me, how do you think a bad person should deal with you all?"
"Well, I bet that you won't be able to guess. Maybe you'll even say that I am bullying you. So, I'll give you a clue."
