"Abigail, what do you think you're doing? Let go of me-let go, do you hear me? Ah."
As she lifted the knife, a thick handful of hair fell to the ground, scattering across the pavement with the wind.
"If you dare provoke me again, be careful with that face of yours."
Shoving the woman aside, Abigail turned and walked away, leaving the others frozen in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
"What-"
Before the woman's piercing scream even ended, a police officer stepped in front of Abigail, blocking her path.
"You are suspected of disrupting public order. You're under arrest." With that, he snapped handcuffs onto her wrists.
Abigail struggled, her voice tight. "I didn't do anything."
This campus had fights and bullying incidents all the time; nobody ever got arrested. Why
