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All the students and teachers were staring at him, and he had nowhere to escape.
"Xue Yang, your tricks are over." Zhang Sen's voice rang out again, icy cold.
Xue Yang stood there, his face turning ashen; his so-called plan had been completely exposed, and he had lost all face in front of everyone.
The principal stepped onto the stage, announced the end of the assembly, and briefly mentioned that the school would investigate Xue Yang's actions.
The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving Xue Yang standing alone in silence.
After school, he stopped me at the school gate.
The sunlight shone on Xue Yang's pale face, making him look even more disheveled.
His voice lacked the usual arrogance and instead carried a hint of exhaustion: "The director asked to speak with me."
I popped a lollipop into my mouth and replied, "Why are you telling me this?"
His tone turned somewhat harsh: "Now you've achieved your goal."
What nonsense; I haven't even handed over your evidence to the school yet.
"I've already given up on Li Xiaoxiao. This is the victory you wanted, right?"
I couldn't help but laugh: "You really think too highly of yourself."
"Maybe I did like you before, but now..."
"As for everything about you, I don't care."
"Do you understand? I don't care at all."
Xue Yang's expression grew even darker. He gritted his teeth, fell silent for a moment, and suddenly a few words rolled out from his throat.
"What are you talking about? Who do you think you are to say that just because I don't like you, I don't like you?"
"You've liked me for six years! Why is it that as soon as Zhang Sen shows up, you just..."
"Right now, if you agree, I can make you my girlfriend. I swear there will only be you from now on."
I almost laughed out loud.
"You're crazy."
Just as I was about to leave, Zhang Sen appeared beside me.
"Let's go; we have tutoring tonight," Zhang Sen said, taking my backpack and completely ignoring Xue Yang.
Xue Yang's face turned grim as he grabbed my arm, trying to prevent me from leaving his sight.
Just like he once tried to stop me from breaking free.
Zhang Sen stepped forward and unceremoniously pulled his hand away with disgust: "I'm telling you, don't hang around with trash like this; be careful not to get the stink on you."
I couldn't help but laugh: "So touching you would make me smell good?"
The corners of Zhang Sen's mouth lifted slightly: "Of course, and you can touch me as long as you want."
Walking home, I finally felt a wave of relief wash over me.
"Thank you," I said softly.
It was for Zhang Sen, but also for myself.
Zhang Sen didn't say anything; he just held my hand tightly with great seriousness.
As the school conducted a deeper investigation, the once high and mighty Xue Yang became as fragile as a paper tiger, easily punctured.
Now, he has become someone that everyone avoids, a consequence of his own actions.
In addition to my report, the teachers at the school gathered numerous opinions from students about him. After discussions among the school authorities, it was decided that Xue Yang would be expelled.
Those who once hung out with him, his "brothers," also began to distance themselves one by one, fearing they would be implicated in his scandal.
Every day as he walked through the campus, Xue Yang could feel countless eyes watching him from behind.
Whispers and pointed fingers pierced his heart like needles.
The teachers who once indulged him now adopted a cold attitude.
No one was willing to give him any chances anymore.
He knew that he no longer had a place in this school.
Xue Yang's parents were already busy with their business and cared little about his life.
Now they were even less able to pay attention to his situation at school.
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