The biker took off the helmet and punched him
in the face.
It was a bloodbath.
I never thought Samson, so laid–back, could be
so savage.
He went crazy, Chase and his three friends
were no match for him. Each of them was
sporting a shiner.
Especially Chase.
Samson didn’t care about anything else. He
didn’t even flinch when the others hit him in the
back, just focused on pounding Chase into the
ground.
Everyone was freaked out. The school leaders
broke it up.
“Boys will be boys.”
The vice principal adjusted his glasses,
examined Samson, and relaxed a little.
“As long as no one’s seriously hurt. Everyone
writes a five–thousand–word essay, read aloud
at next Monday’s assembly. The guy who broke
the phone pays for a new one, bring your
parents.”
“No one’s seriously hurt???”
Chase’s bros almost fell to their knees.
They pointed to their bloody faces, staring at
the vice principal in disbelief.
Samson coldly walked to my side, took off his
jacket, and covered me.
Then he picked up my backpack, brushed off
the dirt, his voice gentle but firm:
“It’s okay. We’ll get you a new phone. Don’t
worry. You’re okay.”
Chase, badly beaten, didn’t say a word, glaring
at us with black eyes.
Just as Samson grabbed my hand to leave,
Chase rushed in front of us like lightning.
“You…”
Even he didn’t know why he reacted that way.
“Chase, you have bad taste. One day, when your
remember everything, you’ll be begging me to
forgive you.”
I stared at him, hair a mess.
He started to have a headache, staggered, and
grabbed his head.
“But I won’t forgive you then.”
6:02 A
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I will only choose someone who is already good.
Instead of only being good to people you like,
treating other girls like weeds, and even robbing others of their rights.
- 8.
Samson took me out for my favorite Cantonese food.
He remembered everything, like always: I liked sweet stuff and mild flavors.
I thought about being with Chase.
He was a spice addict from the South, and I always forced myself to eat super spicy food.
I often got a stomachache, and I still can’t handle it.
When you think about it carefully, we two have
ぐ
many incompatibilities.
A fairy couple that is envied by outsiders is only
seen by outsiders after all.
“Thanks for everything.” I said.
He looked at me with a deep gaze, like he was
trying to see through me.
“Scarlett Lynn,” he always said my name like
that, so out of the blue. “Don’t you have any
friends here?”
I froze.
