Time passed until after school in the afternoon, and Tim, who was sitting at the very front, still showed no intention of letting anyone leave.
At this point, the students below truly grew anxious.
After all, today was Friday, and if they continued to be delayed here, everyone might lose their enjoyable weekend.
So, in order to quickly end this unpleasant experience, many people spontaneously began searching for the true culprit again.
And just as everyone was once again arguing in a chaotic mess while searching for the true culprit, the door to the large conference room opened, and Ms. Sharon, who had been taken away earlier, walked in.
"Ms. Sharon, has your problem been resolved?" Tim quickly went up to her.
Ms. Sharon's demeanor was even colder than when she left.
Hearing the question, she nodded slightly.
"I knew it, Ms. Sharon, you'd be fine." Upon receiving her affirmative reply, Tim sighed in relief, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.
Then, amidst Tim's concerned inquiries, Ms. Sharon looked at the students below and asked, "How are things here?"
After Tim explained the situation, Ms. Sharon frowned slightly and said, "Let's end this matter here."
As mentioned before, although Ms. Sharon seemed rigid and unapproachable, she was not that harsh on her students.
Now that the misunderstanding she was under had been cleared, she had no intention of making things difficult for anyone else.
"How can that be..." Tim still wanted to speak up for Ms. Sharon.
However, when he saw her calm gaze, he compromised: "Alright, I understand."
It was also fortunate that Ms. Sharon was able to return safely, which greatly improved Tim's mood.
Otherwise, the students who were left behind might have been put through more trouble for a while longer.
Tim, understanding Ms. Sharon's intention, walked in front of the students and saw them looking at each other with suspicion.
So, he spoke, "Everyone, quiet down—"
After everyone quieted down, he continued, "From the looks of it, the true culprit who caused this incident is not among you.
However, I still want to say one thing: anyone who came here proves that you all have a guilty conscience.
So, if everyone doesn't mind, next I'd like to play a game with everyone, a small game about trust.
You can also take this opportunity to speak your true feelings here..."
Because of today's events, it was inevitable that a rift would form in everyone's hearts.
If this situation continued, it would not be good for anyone.
Now, Tim was using a small game of revealing true feelings to help everyone rebuild bridges of mutual trust.
After explaining his plan, Tim moved a desk over and then climbed onto it.
After calling the students closer, Tim seemed to have thrown caution to the wind and shouted, "I admit I like Ms. Sharon, so what?
Everyone has the right to pursue happiness—"
Hearing Tim directly reveal his true feelings, the surrounding students were first surprised, and then cheered for him.
And Ms. Sharon, on the outer edge of the crowd, seeing Tim's fervent gaze, uncharacteristically showed a hint of panic, then turned her face away.
Seeing Ms. Sharon's reaction, Tim smiled.
Then, he turned his back to the students, spread his arms, and shouted, "Here I come—"
Amidst a gasp of surprise, Tim completely unprotected, fell backward off the desk.
Fortunately, Mike was quick-witted and strong enough, stepping forward to single-handedly support the Director of Studies.
Tim, standing up again, smiled and patted Mike's arm, saying with satisfaction, "You're very good.
Now it's your turn to go up and give everyone another demonstration."
"Don't worry, I'll catch you—" Saying this, Tim even thumped his chest, indicating that he was reliable.
The key to this small game about trust was to completely entrust one's back and safety to others.
Mike didn't expect to be roped in, but the atmosphere had already been set, so he readily stepped onto the desk.
Looking at Cady, Karen, Gretchen, and others who had gathered, Mike said, "I admit I'm a bit selfish and want to give happiness to everyone I love.
But what's wrong with that?"
The scene was quiet for a moment, and then some boys chuckled knowingly.
Next came the enthusiastic cheers of the girls.
In the girls' eyes, Mike being a playboy wasn't wrong at all.
Who wouldn't want a boyfriend as handsome as Mike?
Even if they couldn't have him, it was good to have a crush.
And Tim, in the crowd, after understanding what Mike had said, showed a surprised expression, probably something like 'You city people really know how to have fun.'
However, before he could feel more emotion, he was squeezed aside by the frantically gathering girls.
Above the desk, Mike, having finished his heartfelt declaration, also turned around and fell backward.
Then, he was like falling into a wave, "swimming" a lap in the dense sea of people.
After seeing Mike being escorted to the side by Cady and others, Tim stepped out again and shouted to the enthusiastic crowd, "It's still game time, who's next?"
After two rounds of demonstrations, the students all generally understood how to play this trust-based game.
"I'll go." Janis, feeling the game was quite interesting, squeezed through the crowd and climbed onto the desk.
Once on the desk, she didn't rush to speak, but instead gave a meaningful stare at "Queen Bee" Regina, who was hiding to the side.
Many people knew that the two had a feud.
Now, even more people were waiting to see what Janis would do.
"I admit, I like girls more than boys." Janis's opening remark immediately drew cheers from everyone.
Then, she stared at Regina again and shouted, "So, Regina!! I f***ing love you!!"
After some internal struggle, Janis ultimately chose not to expose the "Queen Bee's" true colors here.
Janis, as if having vented, turned around stylishly and jumped backward into the crowd.
"Janis, you should try to lose weight..." From the crowd came the weak protest of Damian.
Looking over, Janis was sitting squarely on Damian, using him as a cushion.
Amidst everyone's laughter, Cady quietly climbed onto the desk.
"First, I want to say 'I'm sorry' to Regina, even though she's sharp-tongued, overbearing, and likes to gossip behind people's backs..." Cady rambled on and on, as if publicly executing Regina.
And on the periphery of the crowd, Regina's face indeed grew increasingly unsightly.
But very quickly, Cady changed her tone: "I admit, in order to fit into The Plastics, I imitated all of Regina's flaws.
So, I want to say 'I'm sorry' to everyone."
Cady's heartfelt confession also earned her a round of applause.
Just as everyone thought she had finished speaking, Cady continued, "Secondly, I also want to apologize to Ms. Sharon."
"I shouldn't have spread rumors about her and the contraband."
If there was one thing today that was most alarming, it was definitely Ms. Sharon being taken away for investigation.
At this moment, after finding the true culprit who framed Ms. Sharon, the scene immediately fell silent, and many students looked towards the other party involved in the incident.