I Choose You, Merry

I'm Travis, the only son of the head director of this school. Also, I'm the class president, so you can send any of your Tell me all the complaints.

Since you're new today, we introduce you to this adorable mongrel dog who will obey all your commands. Treat her as you please, okay? He pointed to the drenched girl with her eyes down.

"You, why did you treat her like this? Why did she turn into such a bad look? This, this is terrible." She objected in a nervous tone, moving her eyes to her.

A wicked, shrewd smile played on his lips at her brave disapproval. He stood firmly in front of her with his arms folded. "Is there something wrong with the way I treat her?"

"What's the problem? Don't you think there's something abnormal about this behaviour? Why do you say she's a bastard? What did she do to be bullied like this?" She glared at him fiercely, unable to restrain the burning in her heart any more anger.