Chapter 72: Retaliation

A few seconds later, Dara broke through the crowd and hurriedly ran toward me.

"Aaaaah ... what happened to you, Frel? Oh my God, Frel. Your uniform, your lips, everything. Who beat you up like this?"

Without paying attention to Dara’s stream of questions, I grabbed a glass of iced chocolate from the table and poured it right over Farah’s head along with the ice cubes.

You are dead, Farah!

Everyone was stunned, watching my audacity. Maybe they were shocked to see someone finally dare to stand up to the dark queen of this school.

"You think you can trample on me whenever you want?" I hissed sharply in front of her face, now completely soaked.

Who did not know Farah? Almost all the female students kept their distance from Kevan simply because of Farah’s presence, which was always capable of destroying anyone she considered an enemy.

I grinned in satisfaction, while Farah looked breathless, feeling the cold ice on her head and face. She wiped her face with trembling hands and stepped back, showing an intense look of fear toward me.

"Cold, Farah? That is nothing compared to the pain in my hand!" I shouted, ignoring the sting that was beginning to throb in my fingers.

Do you think I believe her acting? No. Never. Farah is a two-faced person. Until the end of time, I will never be fooled by her tricks.

"Frel, please do not lose control here," Dara said in panic. "Ah, Tomi! I have to contact Tomi right now."

"Just let it be, Dara! Let everyone know who she really is!" I shouted without turning around at all.

I knew Dara was scrambling to find a way to calm my emotions. Based on my experience at my previous school, I never showed mercy to anyone who dared to bully me. Only Dara and Tomi were usually able to stop me.

"You are cruel, Frel. I never thought you would hurt me like this," she said haltingly through her sobs.

"Cruel? You have only seen the surface, Farah. Do not provoke my demonic side any further," I challenged her, my breath ragged.

I was truly sick of her charade.

She was trying to make me look bad in Kevan’s eyes. She convinced everyone that she was the oppressed one. I was stunned by the words coming out of her mouth.

I could not wrap my head around it, that there was still a girl as cunning as her in this day and age.

Because my fury had reached its peak, I stepped forward a few paces. I brushed away Alvin’s hand as he tried to stop me, then with a spontaneous movement, I slapped Farah’s cheek with all my strength.

Slap!

The sound of the slap echoed throughout the cafeteria.

"That was for my dignity that you trampled on earlier!" I shouted loudly. "Who is cruel? Look at this hand. Whose foot stepped on my hand on top of broken glass? And now who are you calling cruel? Answer, bastard! ANSWER!"

I screamed hysterically while kicking in every direction when suddenly Tomi arrived and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind to restrain me.

"Answer me! Where did your courage from earlier in the warehouse go, huh?!" I yelled. My anger continued to surge.

"Enough, Frel, enough. I am here. Calm down, okay," Tomi said, trying to soothe me while repeatedly kissing the top of my head.

"Let go of me, Tomi! She has to feel what I felt! She is a devil!" I shouted, struggling in his embrace.

"Frel, listen to me. Calm down first. Let me be the one to get back at her for you later. I promise."

"No, Tomi." I shook my head hard. "This time I cannot follow your request. I am sick of her fake tears. I will kill her, Tomi, I will kill her!"

I bit Tomi’s arm until his grip loosened, then quickly grabbed an empty glass lying on the table.

"Frel, do not! You could go to prison!" Dara screamed in fear when she saw the glass in my hand.

This time I ignored Dara’s warning as well.

I turned to stare at Farah with a piercing gaze. "If I were to stab these glass shards back into the palm of your hand, how do you think it would feel?"

"Please, hold her! She scares me," Farah sobbed.

"Scared? You were laughing over my suffering earlier, Farah! Now you are crying like a coward?" I laughed bitterly, a laugh that sounded terrifying even to my own ears.

I observed her expression as it grew even more frightened. She held her reddened cheek, stained with blood left from my palm, then shuffled backward, cornering herself until her body pressed against the wall.

I widened my eyes, then hissed sharply at her behavior. She truly was a great liar, a very cunning fox.

"Oh my God, your hand, Frel! The blood keeps flowing," Dara cried hysterically. "Tomi, what should we do?"

"Ignore this blood, Dara. I am not finished with this girl yet!" I shouted, even though my vision was beginning to fade slightly.

I did not understand myself why the blood on my palm would not stop. It kept flowing continuously even with only slight pressure. The pain and ache multiplied, while a burning sensation began to spread around my hand.

"You look very pale, Frel. I will always believe everything you say. But I beg you, your wound needs to be treated. If it is left like this, it could get infected," Kevan said.

His eyes looked at me gently, showing sincere concern. I returned his gaze.

Somehow, those eyes hypnotized me again, bringing a calmness that was hard to explain. When Kevan took the glass from my hand, I let him do it without any resistance at all.

Suddenly, the sound of fast, hurried footsteps came from behind. I turned my head and found Kenn along with several teachers heading toward me.

I saw Kenn stride forward with a calm demeanor but with a sharp, piercing gaze. I tried to smile, but the pain throughout my body was now stabbing even more intensely. My head felt dizzy, my hand trembled violently, and my vision began to blur as if there were small lights flickering before my eyes.

"Kenn...." I murmured faintly, my tongue feeling dry.

My vision grew blurrier, but I was still able to catch Kenn’s stiff expression. I blinked occasionally and shook my head, trying with all my strength to maintain the thinning thread of consciousness.

As much as I could, I fought against the sting, the pain, and the dizziness in my head, forcing myself to stay awake. But it was all in vain. I could not hold on anymore.

Slowly, my eyes closed. I think Kenn noticed my unsteady body, because his expression suddenly changed to shock.

Faintly, I heard my name being called, before everything finally went dark.

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