In her memory, these people are her roommates and also her nominal "friends".
This kind of friend is not a friend who eats, goes shopping, hangs out, or whispers together, but a friend who helps bring meals, buys things, runs errands, and occasionally "lends" his little pocket money to them.
Other than that, she has always been alone in her memory.
Tang Rou frowned, not understanding.
"Did you send the love letter?" The leading girl crossed her arms and looked a little impatient.
Tang Rou felt a vague sense of anxiety and timidity in her heart.
Like... afraid.
The girl was impatient to wait, so someone simply reached out and grabbed the schoolbag hanging on her shoulder, opened the zipper, and poured out the contents.
Stationery, books, pens, tissues, and two pink, perfume-scented envelopes.
"She really didn't send it."
"Don't you want to stay in Tsugaru anymore? Lily, don't forget who has been following us and pitifully wants to be friends with us."
"Yes, you follow us like a dog every day...I'm sorry, will it hurt your self-esteem to say this?"
The laughter was harsh and the girls were trembling.
Someone took out a diary from the pile of messy things and opened it.
Tang Rou felt anxious in her heart. She suppressed her emotions and wanted to get the book back, but was pushed away.
The girl raised the book high, raised her head and read the words on it.
"Yesterday afternoon you walked past my bed again. I only dared to follow you with my eyes and watched you walk down the long corridor and disappear around the corner."
"I don't even dare to reveal my feelings, because you are destined not to love me. I am like a stone on the roadside with no sense of existence."
"Classmate Wen Nan, it would be great if words could convey my love..."
The diary is filled with secret love stories, both disgusting and straightforward.
They read aloud, laughed, and then poked Tang Rou on the shoulder and said, "You are so old-fashioned, are you a pervert? Wen Nan is really unlucky to be liked by someone like you."
Someone held her chin and faced the mirror.
"Look at your own face, how dare you like Wen Nan?"
"Would he feel disgusted if he knew about it?"
Shame welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Tang Rou looked at her face in the mirror and felt an extremely strange feeling.
Even her current emotions were unfamiliar, as if they didn't belong to her, like someone else's emotions had been forced on her.
Why should you be ashamed if you like someone? Isn’t it your own business to like someone?
But very strange.
She was trembling, her body was shaking, and a sense of fear was climbing up her back like a vine, almost suffocating her.
At the same time, hatred grew in my heart.
hatred.
It's hate.
Did the sky become gloomy, or did her vision become gloomy?
A dark, sticky substance seeped out of the walls, and the sounds received in the ears became mixed and indistinct, as if separated by a thick layer of rubber. The girls' laughter was like a heavy bass that had been slowed down and deformed into an unpleasant sound.
Tang Rou raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.
'Destroy them'
'Go to hell'
‘Pour the potion into the river and bury it with everyone’
Strange thoughts suddenly appeared in my mind.
Encourage her to do something.
The leading girl was unscrewing the juice bottle and walking towards her with a smile, "Lily, Lily, don't hide, you will get hurt."
The juice bottle was tilted towards the top of her head. Tang Rou's reflexes were faster than her thinking. She clamped her jaw and pressed outward. In an instant, the juice that was supposed to be poured on her head scorched the girl's body with a splash.
The sweet and sticky smell spread in the bathroom, and the girl screamed, her school uniform sticking to her body wetly, flowing down her skirt and calves.
"Do you want to die!"
The other party was so angry that she was shaking. The people who originally wanted to watch the show exploded in an instant and swarmed up to wipe the girl's body and hair. Some people came to their senses and rushed towards Tang Rou and raised their hands.
"What did you do to Zhu Yaqing!"
That slap never fell.
Tang Rou frowned, pinched the other person's wrist bone, and said seriously, "It's best not to do this between girls. If you like it, go for it. Don't hurt others just because they like it too."
The girl's face was pale and her voice was trembling, "You, let go! Believe it or not, I will make it impossible for you to stay in this school!"
That wouldn't be cute.
Tang Rou sighed, and a carefree figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
She won't be like this.
……who is she?
Tang Rou let go of her hand, walked to the door, and touched the lock.
A vicious voice came from behind, "You can't get out. The key is with us. You don't think anyone will come to save you, do you?"
I twisted the handle, but it really couldn't be opened.
Tang Rou turned around and asked gently, "Can't people from outside come in?"
"No one can come in!"
Oh, that's how it is.
Tang Rou smiled, "That's good."
School is a place like a dye vat, and it is also a small society. In a sense, they are a mirror, reflecting the atmosphere of this small society.
It's okay to make some mistakes now. Tang Rou plans to teach them that girls must be united and friendly.
…
The strange sound in my ears disappeared.
Tang Rou wiped the sink surface with paper, sat on it, rubbed her calves, held several mobile phones in her hand, and flipped through the photo album.
Delete as you go.
Opposite there was a row of girls squatting against the wall. Some of them had wet hair stuck to their heads. The water was not splashed by Tang Rou, but when they took the water and tried to splash it at Tang Rou, she blocked it back with her backhand.
The bullying methods of girls in this school are relatively traditional. Most of them block the girls in the toilet, humiliate them, and then take off their clothes and threaten to take pictures.
Tang Rou saw a lot of them in their mobile phone albums, including her own.
No matter how you look at it, it's still strange.
Tang Rou deleted those photos one by one and looked up.
The moaning girls suddenly became excited, like a row of quiet quails.
"Some of you are already 16 years old. If these videos are spread, you will be held criminally responsible."
The girls curled their lips. Zhu Qingya looked more courageous and stared at her, "Just wait for me."
Tang Rou lowered her face.
She was so frightened that she shrank back and shouted in an inward voice, "Do you know who my dad is?"
Tang Rou smiled, opened the live broadcast software on her mobile phone, pointed the camera at her, and hovered her thumb over the one-click live broadcast sign.
"Okay, tell me who your father is and what you will do to me. I want to see who dares to be so arrogant in this era."
"..." Zhu Qingya's face turned red and purple, and finally turned black, and she closed her mouth and said nothing.
Tang Rou cleared the recent deletions, clicked on her phone, and returned them to them one by one.
"You are not allowed to do this kind of thing in the future. I will report your behavior to the Academic Affairs Office, although I know it is probably of no use..."
A scream suddenly came from outside, interrupting her words.
Frantic running and crying were mixed together, and there was a faint vibration on the ground.
Tang Rou looked outside and her vision became even darker.
Someone ran past the toilet, and screams came one after another. Then, there was a loud bang and cracks appeared in the wall.
The fluttering dust fell, choking her and covering her mouth and nose and coughing twice.
'Bang bang bang!'
There was a sudden slap at the door, and someone shouted at the top of his lungs, "Let me in, help me! Help!"
"Where's the key?" Tang Rou turned around and asked.
Several girls were sitting on the ground wet like drowned rats.
One of them dug into his pocket and looked pale, "The thing that was here just now...could it have been dropped?"
"Look!"
Suddenly someone pointed at the crack of the door, his voice filled with fear, "Is that... blood?"