My name is Tang An An.
Heping High School is a temporary school, a student of the third school of Heping Junior High School.
I'm Tang Xiaomi's cousin and her best friend since childhood.
Of course, if she still thinks so.
Although my family is not as wealthy as Tang Xiaomi's, fortunately my parents can still take some time to care about me.
A year ago, I received a call from Tang Xiaomi. Her tone became very strong and extreme, and there were no traces of her childhood.
I also wondered and wanted to know why.
But I didn't expect that the virus called'bullying 'would spread so quickly and catch me off guard.
It was as if one day he was suddenly labeled as a'devil's spell 'and the campus violence started like this.
This can be said to be the common denominator of all school violence throughout the ages.
School violence has also been a serious and sensitive issue at the moment.
It is exposed in front of people, commonplace; it is hidden behind people, arrogant and wanton.
Many schools are "golden and defeated". School violence without any reason can appear at any time. We should pay attention, and it will be too late when things become unstoppable.
I didn't understand it before, but now I'm slowly understanding it.
Maybe many people will be like me. Maybe many people will see a little bit of themselves in me.
It's a simple matter, but it's a long story.
So in a nutshell.
I am a coward.
Often frightened over the little things.
Yes, get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.
Yeah, the swirling fan.
Not at ease with the dark cracks in the closet that look like someone is peeping inside.
I am very introverted.
I was at a loss in the face of my friend's mother's greetings. I really wanted to apologize to others, but I couldn't say it for a long time. I was afraid of the problem of life, which was really a headache.
Sometimes when I meet people who have seen it, I have to bow my head and remain silent when I pass by.
This will be regarded as an rude child, I know deeply.
I also blame myself easily.
At that time, there was a popular thing called party among female classmates.
It's on birthdays, or when there are other excuses, to order a very beautiful cake and invite everyone to their carefully decorated home.
Or show off, or take pictures, or post to their social platforms.
In addition to envious of others being able to say hello loudly, I also envy that they can throw away things they have not eaten without hesitation.
Every time the party chooses the cake, that's it.
