The Black Witch glared at me. Her eyes contained longtime contempt. “The second-generation outcast of Shinseo Middle and High Schools. That is what you named him, Kim Gong-Ja. You giggled as you gave him the name. Because of you, I had to…” 0

But the contempt was short-lived. The Black Witch frowned and returned to her usual poker face. It seemed she was exhausted by her own emotions. Even though her face was blank, I could sense exhaustion seeping through her facial features.0

“Forget it. I don’t even want to talk to you about this. Even if I do it, it only makes me feel worse. Shit! If I had known bullying would happen here, I would have gone to another school.”0

“You are the class president, therefore you are responsible for what happens in the classroom.”0

“So what? Are you saying that I should take responsibility for the bullying?” the Black Witch asked sarcastically. “Amazing. So it’s true that you hang out with ■■ these days and meet the other students one by one. Even the teachers praised you in the teachers’ room. ‘Kim Gong-Ja repented.’ ‘He turned over a new leaf.’ Good for you.”0

She sneered at me coldly. “Life is easy for people like you, isn’t it? All you have to do is apologize after hurting someone else. ‘Please forgive me because I apologized...0