"Flossie, Flossie Wright."
Upon seeing her, Yvonne Watson was taken aback.
Overwhelmed by surprise, she slightly moved, and the lunchbox fell to the ground with a 'pop'. But she didn't have time to care about it, hastily wiping away the tears on her face. But they wouldn't stop flowing. Even she could not hold them back.
"Here."
Quietly standing in front of her, Flossie Wright tossed a pack of tissues into her arms.
Startled, Yvonne Watson looked up, her vision blurred by tears, and saw Flossie. But her tear-stained vision made it hard for her to see clearly.
The other looked down at her from a higher position.
With hands in her pockets, casually standing in front of her, immaculately dressed as always, she saw all of Yvonne's uncomely state.
Mysteriously, her heart trembled.
Shame washed over her.
She had no courage to look up again. Yvonne hurriedly lowered her head and pulled out a tissue to wipe her tears, her actions rigid.
"Being bullied?"
