She's not as bad as you

"This is not the one I asked for. Go get me another one"

I spoke coldly to Bomi, tossing a bottle of pineapple juice back at her.

"But… Jenn… could you just tell me what you want…?"

"You can't figure it out by yourself? Do I have to teach you?"

"No… I'm sorry… I'll get you another one"

Bomi scuttled out of the classroom to get me another juice, as instructed. 

Hechan and his crew weren't taking much note of it, yet, but I could tell Soojin had been watching me attentively with suspicion for the past few days. 

Ever since Bomi came back to class, I started to change from "poor Jenn who now has no friend, but she deserves it" to "Jenn that bitch who bosses Bomi around".

It was a subtle thing, and I had to go from being weak, insecure, and vulnerable from the recent isolations to someone who was gradually getting more twisted.