Dream Reading

At my sister's funeral, her classmates who were invited came and mocked each other gleefully.
"I told you not to go too far, now the person is dead, and there's no fun anymore."
"How dare you accuse me; taking nude photos, putting chalk powder in her water cup, dripping chili oil in her eye drops... weren't all those tormenting ideas yours?"
Their laughter, showing no remorse, pierced through the rain and reached my ears. My face hid beneath the shadow of a black umbrella, and I smiled in their direction.
If they like to play, I'll play with them.
After all, who would believe that a well-behaved and academically excellent girl would commit murder?
That day, I transferred to my sister's class and used their most familiar methods to tie them up in an abandoned factory.
Looking at the cart in front of me filled with tools like chainsaws, scissors, and knives, they shook like a leaf.
"Let me see who to start with," I said.
I merely wore a smile, then suddenly leaned close to one of them, pressing the scissors in my hand close to her eyeball: "How about you first?"

After My Sister's Death, I Decided Not to Pretend to Be a Good Girl Anymore

The next day, I went to school as usual, seemingly unaffected by Chen Nuo and her group's threats.


After all, over the years, they had bullied many people.


But there weren't many like me, who could sit in front of them without a change in expression.


In the following week, I had no interaction with them at all.


They then thought I was indeed frightened by them.


But soon, their expressions turned grim.


Because, just seven days later in the morning, I sent each of them a compressed video file.


Inside were thirty-six videos, all evidence of them violently bullying classmates.


I spent a week visiting students recently bullied by Chen Nuo and her group, collecting evidence from nearby cameras.


I knew they wouldn't remain indifferent after seeing these videos.


Sure enough, they arrived at school a full half-hour earlier than usual and came looking for me.


And I had been waiting for them for quite some time.


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