Chapter 12: Righteous and pathetic.
Posted onĀ April 27, 2022byĀ Soafp
I missed a week of school since that day.
I quickly gave up looking for an answer to why I shed tears at that time.
Because I knew better than anyone else that finding the answer would only make it harder for me.
Various people called me. It was an e-mail exchange, but it made me feel very warm and fuzzy.
It supports me. It proves me.
It made me āRighteous ā and ā patheticā.
It was Tuesday when I went to school.
My fears that the incident might have been exposed were unfounded.
There was not a single mention of my fault.
Instead, I learned that hisā¦crimeā¦was being bandied about as a rumor.
Everyone was like, āDid it really happen?ā. I cupped my mouth and looked down.
It was a bitter past for me. I canāt help it if I keep my mouth closed.
A bitter past for me. I canāt help but keep my mouth shut.
Everyone around me believes me. So itās not my fault.
Iām not the one who started the rumors. I donāt know who it was, but someone did it on their own.
Itās whatās happening in a place I donāt know. Letās say, I am a āvictimā too. Iām being dredged up from my long past.
How ā pathetic ā of āmeā.
But there is one thing that worries me.
Yesterday she had sent me messages, but today I havenāt talked to her even once. She just sits in her seat and doesnāt even come towards me.
I also knew the paper that had been written about Maika.
But I heard she had been with him all last week.
She said she was worried about me, but she was seeing him.
Maybe she knows. Even if she doesnāt know everything, she is suspicious.
There were a few things she said and did to me before I missed school that seemed to indicate that.
If I donāt do this, I will have a hard time again.
So this is self-preservation. It canāt be helped.
Conveniently, he seems to be out of school again today.
Iām fine. I am always the āvictim.ā