A Plot?

The women around, led by Ella, echoed her actions. Usually, Iris would have bent down and slowly picked up the cold rice from the floor. But today was different; today, she had a plan to leave.

 

"Don't even think about bullying me!" Iris said coldly, glaring at Ella.

 

Ella spat in Iris's direction and slapped her hard. "You little wretch, haven't you learned your lesson after all these days?"

 

Iris reached into her pocket, pulling out a sharpened iron chopstick she had prepared. She thrust it at Ella, catching her off guard. Ella screamed in pain and grabbed Iris's head, slamming it against the wall.

 

"You dare fight back against me!"

 

Seeing things get out of hand, the others stepped in to break up the fight. Blood poured from a large gash on Iris's head. Despite the pain, she felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.