CASSANDRA
"What's my fault for you?"
I heard Sherlyn screaming when I was about to enter the club's hunting room. There are many students gathered there. I don't care and just pass them. I just came to complete my job to clean the club's room. Hearing Sherlyn angry in the club's room was familiar.
I was stunned when I saw Sherlyn's fist raised. She will hit Becca, tied to the chair. That position reminds me of the battered Gray Roxel beaten by someone in the same place in the same pose.
"Not me who did it, but she!" Tied to a chair and almost beaten by Sherlyn, Becca turned to me. She accused me of her eyes.
Everyone almost closed their eyes when Sherlyn would beat Becca. Sherlyn's fist suddenly stopped. Her jaw wagged violently. The veins in her neck until they bounced. A pair of She
