Chapter 19: Oppression

The honking of a car's horn.

The sound of the bicycle bell.

There are also the voices of teenagers laughing and talking.

The boy was on his way to school.

"What can I do about this......

"What if I find out......

"Am I going to jail......"

"Am I going to be shot......?"

"Really, why!"

"What kind of trial is this!"

"I really want to run away."

"I knew I wasn't going there to try my courage in the first place."

"But why me?"

"Why didn't those guys come!"

The boy muttered quietly, and he kept saying what was on his mind.

I don't know if children at this age will mumble their thoughts.

This habit is not good for teenagers.

Just when the boy was still muttering about his bumpy fate, a girl's voice suddenly came out.

"What are you muttering?"

"Sorry to scare you."

"Why are you so flustered today?"

"What's in your pocket?"

"It's weird."

"By the way, are those people still looking for you recently?"

"Why are you so cowardly, why don't you tell the teacher and tell your parents."

"You're so contemptible."

"Forget it, I'll tell you, it's almost time for school."

"If someone sees me talking to you, they might even bully me."

"You kid, stay safe."

The girl ran away, and the boy chuckled reluctantly, and then he muttered in a gloomy tone.

"Hypocrisy."

"I don't need that kind of care."

"If you want to help me, why don't you help me at school?"

"You're all the same......"

"Whether you move it or not, you're all the same!"

"The same abomination!"

The boy walked away for a while, and the school bell rang.

"Hey, you kid come here."

"That's you!"

"I asked you to go to the haunted house a few days ago and bring out something!"

"You think you're hiding from us these days?"

The sudden rogue tone made the boy's steady breathing become rapid.

"Yoh? Cowardly again? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what about things?"

"I don't think you want your parents to be sad when they see you."

"Acquaintances, be nice!"

"Whew-"

The boy suddenly coughed wildly.

"Ahem, ahem! Don't look at ...... Facing me...... I ......"

"Breathe...... I can't breathe......"

The boy's breathing sounded so bad that he seemed to be really unable to breathe.

"Forget, you kid is allergic to cigarettes."

"But so what?"

"Where's the thing! Hand it over! ”

The guys who spoke in a hooligan tone looked like they were pulling the boy by the collar.

The sound of the clothes rubbing was loud, and it became difficult for the boy to cough.

"Over there! Where are you from? Let go! Otherwise, call the police and say that you are picking quarrels and provoking trouble! ”

A middle-aged man's voice also came out, and the group of guys let go of the boy.

Plop.

The boy fell to the ground, but his breathing was still not smooth.

The purse was unzipped and the boy rummaged through what he needed.

And the bad guys spat and left, and they didn't forget to warn the teenager before leaving.

"Don't leave after school! Waiting for us at the door! ”

"If you dare to leave, neither you nor your family will end well!"

The boy didn't care what the group of guys said at this time, he frantically rummaged through his school bag, and soon found what he needed.

Then.

After the sound of the nebulizer pressing, the boy's breathing was the smoothest.

"Damn the guys."

It was by far the most angry voice of the teenager.