"Apologize, huh?"
"Yes."
Sweet's mouth opened and closed several times, then he looked at his father, "Mr. Shi Dan, you are truly a disgrace to Black people!"
With that, Sweet turned and ran out.
As he ran home, Sweet felt incredibly stifled. Why had Phoenix turned out like this?
He had been bullied before, but at least the school had pretended not to see it.
Now... they didn't even allow him to fight back.
"Kill them!" a voice appeared in Sweet's mind.
"Who?" Sweet jumped, looking around.
"Getting rid of them would solve many problems." The voice appeared again, this time, Sweet heard it clearly, it sounded like Sweatshirt Hero's voice.
Sweet's gaze momentarily blurred, but he shook his head shortly after, "No... Black people aren't like that. We aren't like this... Sweatshirt Hero also said, sometimes killing a person only leads to bigger problems."
The bracelet on his wrist dimmed slightly.