Can I Kill You?
Part 3 - Summer 3

Mom, I don't know why I've hated Gabriel ever since he was as big as an owl. Though there was nothing strange about the boy, all his perfection made him easily loved by many people. However, at the same time that perfection seemed flawed in the eyes of the mother.

Mom's not a perfect person. All his facial lines are down on me. Maybe that's what makes her have a special feeling for me.—.

However, he also occasionally paid praise to Gabriel. When that happened, my heart really broke.

From the bottom of my heart, I know. The only one who loves me in this world is my mother. The only person who doesn't care what color my eyes are, how my aura can be as dark as night, or my lessons that should be left far behind.

Sometimes it happens if I have contracted a mother complex disease.

Slowly, I saw my mother's back walking away in the darkness. The only lantern mother carried, but she did not gradually approach and continued to step, not glancing back in the slightest.

My legs trembled, I fought him with all my might and ran towards my mother, in the darkness without another star. I kept running, and the darkness kept swallowing me until I drowned in the black sea forcing me to squeal.

......................

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"Mother!"

Unknowingly, I reached out toward the ceiling I did not recognize. A woman in the clothes of a nurse appeared in front of my sight. "Oh, are you awake?"

My face's warming. Did he hear me call mom just now?

I got up and positioned myself in the most comfortable sitting. Wearing blankets in the summer was not the best option, and made the summer tantrum bite every part of my skin.

I opened the blanket. My clothes changed into a jersey and long sports pants. Not mine. Someone changed my clothes. Does UKS have a special uniform for its students?

"You fainted before, huh? There was a boy who took you before." After he finished his sentence, he added again quickly. "Ah, just calm down. The one who changed your clothes was me."

I breathe a sigh of relief.

"But the boy also lent her clothes." 

"Tu—Why can? Who's the guy?" I suddenly let out a strange tone, angry and embarrassed. Who is the boy who would willingly lend his clean clothes to a rat like me before?

"So soon he's coming, too. Oh, there's his son."

I'm itching to praise this guy's ability to observe people's footsteps. Though we were in the curtain of the UKS room, but he knew that the one who brought me earlier with the person who came was the same figure.

The curtain opened, making me gasp. 

"I thought something was weird, but you were bullied, huh?"

Yep. The user of these round glasses and green eyes is unmistakable, Fynn. I was half relieved because the one who helped me was her so I didn't have to pay her back. 

The problem is, the topic it brings is a heavy one.

"Say, Barbie. Who did this?"

The nurse switched rooms, letting us speak with four eyes. I hardened the books of my arms until they turned white. If I told you, would the solution come up? Or will everything be bad?

Never mind, we're not that far. He would understand if I told him it was.

I wiped the sweat. My lips feel stifled. "...My class son." I finally answered.

"Who?"

I swallowed spit. Saying his name already felt like chewing on a bitter pill. "Karen.." as much as possible, "... And the gang."

Fynn tried to understand my words bit by bit. I'm sure he doubted my words. Because, Karen is the child who has the most superior grades in school, plus, her face is beautiful. Who would dare to prove that he was a bully?

If they need a scapegoat, then I'm the one. I was perfectly suited to be the perpetrator of any crime, to the point that my own father suspected me of doing something strange.

"That's..."

......................

It happened a year ago. Karen admits that she found the most handsome guy in this school and mentioned Fynn's name.

"But, you know what, anyway? Nearby is there always a girl named Gabriel?" One of my friends complained.

"Ah, yes. Cattle girl. All the guys near him."

I don't agree with that opinion. The guys who were casually closing in on Gabriel were like strands of bees on a rose.

"Then, crackle in the toilet. Who agrees?"

Suddenly Karen started voting arbitrarily on a strange topic. All his friends raised their hands in excitement while laughing like starving rats. I can't take it quiet.

Whatever happens, Gabriel can't get dirty, other than with my name. If that really happens, I don't know the future, because his mentality is super weak.

"Wait." I said breaking the attention of all those sitting on chairs. "Never bother Gabriel."

They all laughed and looked at me with a criticizing look. "Oh, isn't this Barbie? The king's bastard?"

"You, watch your mouth!" I growled, but he was not afraid at all.

"I hear your grades are really bad in any part. You've never even been to class well and you've been ditching a lot of times. I'm right, right?"

Every word that came out of his mouth sliced my feelings as sharp as razor blades. Slow, small, and more painful. It gets more stabbing when I can't deny it.

"Then, how about each break you give us ten gold pieces? That way, I won't bother Gabriel."

Innocently, I gave the money away, and to the point that they were still eyeing Gabriel, in front of me. Front ear. They started hitting me in the bathroom if I didn't bring any money. Then, somehow every day I was required to bring money and receive punishment.

This event continues to repeat itself, and they repeat the action without guilt, remorse, remaining at the end of each session of their activities is: satisfaction and despair from me.

I attacked them once, and know what happened? I'm the one who's suspended! Absolutely fantastic! Their psychopathic personality is highly trained. Therefore, I have no other way but to obey them.

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"Why, Barbie? Justsaytheword. I'll listen."

Fynn squeezed my hand warm. I could feel the sincerity from her hands that always made me feel like I was back home, a virtual home that was a thousand times more comfortable than my original home.

However, the story was buried deep in my esophagus. Refuse to come out whatever happens. I bit my lip, of course, looking for another conversation.

"Come on," I said gloomily. "Always so, isn't it? Girls like them suddenly come and torture you in a way they say is mild, for no reason."

Fynn's eyes stared at me for a long time, looking for answers in my eyes that seemed to be tucked away in lies. I tell you the truth, the reason they wanted to attack Gabriel was very abstract. Hopefully he gets it.

The lesson clock rang again, breaking the calm situation between the two of us. Fynn opened the squeeze of his hand, and began to shuffle my hair.

"Enough rest, Barbie. I'll take you to the gate later so you're safe, okay?"

I don't need a man's escort, actually. I can kill them quickly.

However, Fynn's act of scrambling my hair apparently not only rattled my feelings, but also my logic.

Suddenly I sat down, it wasn't bad either.  

"Thank you."