It was a typical day for me and for everyone else on the campus—not really. This is just me.
Everyone looked at me differently ever since the news about me punching Marcus Lee Dyer surfaced around. Funny how he was supposed to be leaving a mark on me, but it turned the other way around. I left a mark on him. I don’t feel any guilt or whatsoever because I knew I was doing a righteous act. I wasn’t doing something wrong like everyone assumed. People judge like they’re The Flash.
“Nami,” Sophee nudged my arms. I can only imagine she was just as uncomfortable as I was. “I think they’re really offended by what you did to Marcus,” She whispered, leaning closer to me as we walked side by side. “Not that I think you’re wrong or anything. I don’t think this will tone done fast like you expected
