Fiona paced back and forth inside the classroom, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her face was filled with anger, her expression dark and restless.
"I can't believe that girl can dance like that!" she snapped, her voice filled with rage.
Lisa and Julie stood behind her, exchanging glances.
"Have you forgotten our plan?" Julie said, clearly annoyed. "You worry too much."
Fiona stopped and smirked coldly.
"I just hope this stupid plan works," she said under her breath.
That night, Angela lay on her small bed, staring into space.
Her eyes were closed, but her mind was far from resting, she kept thinking about what Susan had said earlier.
Maybe Susan is right… but… I can't do that… I just can't…
Suddenly, she sat up, unable to stay still any longer, she stepped outside, hoping the cool night breeze would calm her thoughts. But the environment around her made it difficult, with a tired sigh, she went back inside and lay down again, her thoughts still unsettled, and eventually drifted into sleep, her heart heavy with confusion and uncertainty.
The next day, Angela sat quietly at the school park, lost in deep thought.
She didn't notice what was happening around her.
Suddenly,
Cold liquid splashed onto her uniform, she gasped and quickly stood up, looking down in shock.
Her white uniform was soaked.
When she looked up, she saw Lisa and Julie standing in front of her.
"What is wrong with you?" Angela snapped angrily. "You just ruined my uniform!"
Julie stepped forward with a wicked smile.
"Oh, we're going to do more than that," she said.
Before Angela could react, Julie poured more wine onto her uniform. The dark stain spread quickly across the white fabric, making it impossible to ignore.
Angela's fists clenched.
"You're going to pay for this," she said through gritted teeth.
Without waiting for their reply, she turned and hurried away.
She rushed to the restroom and tried desperately to clean the stains, but it was no use.
The marks refused to come out.
Feeling humiliated and helpless, Angela decided to hide in the library for the rest of the day. She avoided everyone, skipping her classes because she couldn't bear the embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Elsa searched everywhere for her, growing more worried with each passing moment.
In the evening, Angela picked up her bag and decided to leave early. She kept her head down, walking quickly so no one would notice her stained uniform.
Her heart raced as she approached the school gate.
Just a little more…
"Angela."
The voice came from behind her.
She froze.
Slowly, she turned around.
Chris was walking behind her.