2

Bich Quyen once thought that the time spent sitting under the roof of a secondary school would be a beautiful memory in her life. She could never have imagined it. Not only was it not the most beautiful dream, but it was a horrible nightmare she could never get out of her whole life. She couldn't remember how it all started, nor did she know who started it. The only things she could remember were the peering glances of each member of the class, along with insults to her.