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With a hoarse voice like that of a monster blinded by rage, he also shouted.

"You piece of shit, was it you?"

While Christian tried to stay committed to his act, to his role, the corner of his mouth refused to cooperate and was raised slightly.

Luckily, he was able to correct himself quickly, stopping his grin without anyone noticing except the math teacher, who seemed to have immense facial flexibility, as his expression contorted even more.

But not wanting the others to notice that something was wrong, he hurriedly replied.

"Teacher, what are you saying?"

After replying, and wanting to continue his dramatic act, as if he couldn\'t believe his teacher had accused him.

He even tried to shed a tear, and luckily succeeded, thanks to the amount of laughter he was holding inside.

Christian, living one of the best moments of his life, wanted to laugh hysterically in reality too, but it seemed he would reserve that for when he went home.

As he couldn\'t possibly ruin this carefully built stage.

The math teacher, who was still running, seemed to be injected with chicken blood upon hearing his answer, as he ran even faster, his expression twisting even more.

And Christian, seeing him, finally felt like God had truly answered his previous prayer at this moment and brought the math teacher to him.

Because if he couldn\'t see him right now, he felt like he might lose some of his mental stability. Like something precious and fleeting would slip away from him, and he didn\'t want to regret it later.

The students gathered around the two doors, ignoring the biology teacher inside, some even held their phones to record videos.

While Christian had a lot of thoughts racing through his mind, only seconds had passed, and there was still a short distance between the math teacher and him.

And he immediately noticed how the math teacher was preparing himself to punch him.

He hesitated a little, wondering whether he should defend himself with Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu he had learned or just let the teacher attack to his heart\'s content here in front of all the students in the middle of the school.

As he leaned more toward just defending himself and giving the teacher a beating in the form of self-defense, he changed his mind at the last moment.

He couldn\'t let others know that he was strong and that he would beat the teacher up today or in the near future. There was no need for recklessness; he could indulge himself later anyway.

"You fucking trash."

When the math teacher arrived next to him, shouting while punching, Christian was ready, not to do anything, and even cower himself a little.

When the math teacher arrived next to him, shouting and punching, fully embracing his role as a small fry villain, Christian was ready not to do anything and even cowered a little.

But when he saw the fist nearing his face, Christian felt irritated inside, thinking, Couldn\'t he have attacked somewhere else? His face, which was his strongest asset, was out of options after all.

He would never let him touch his face, but instead of counterattacking, Christian simply opted to put his hands up in front of his face, guarding it.

"THUD"

With the sound of his untrained fists connecting with his body, Christian floundered his upper body as he received a few more punches, mostly to his arms, with one grazing his abdomen.

Despite the blows, he didn\'t feel they were much anyway. Still, he felt irritated that no one came to try to pull the math teacher away.

Christian, feeling there was no need to drag this out any longer and hoping others would be moved by what he said next and take the math teacher away, said:

"Teacher, you didn\'t believe me before when I said I was innocent, but it turns out I am."

Feeling like what he had started with might have been wrong, as the math teacher was increasingly stimulated and agitated, Christian hurriedly continued.

"But don\'t worry. I will believe you. So please stop what you\'re doing now and prove that everyone is wrong about you."

"Please prove that you are the honorable teacher we knew who wouldn\'t do something like this."

Looking at the math teacher through his hands as he stopped momentarily but continued nonetheless, Christian felt annoyed that no one was coming.

Fortunately, someone finally came to his rescue. The female teacher, despite the difficulties, made her way through the gathered students and approached them.

"Teacher Clayton, please stop what you\'re doing."

"I don\'t know if what\'s being announced is true, but do you want to make it worse by assaulting an innocent student?"

Seeing the female teacher come forward, but fearing she might get hit by accident so not too close, some of the other male students finally moved in and tried to hold the math teacher off.

Standing alone now, Christian tried to appear as though he was panting heavily from the beating, even though he clearly wasn\'t. He even groaned a little, as if from pain, for the sake of the performance.

Then, thinking of the word "innocent," which was as far from him as it could be, but the biology teacher still used it, he felt like it was a confirmation that his acting was convincing enough.

And looking at the math teacher, who was now flailing his hands while others tried to suppress him, Christian felt that nothing could be considered as a better ending than this.

As he looked on in amusement at the math teacher, the still-robotic voice reciting the article suddenly stopped. Making him feel it was a shame that the part about the cooperation between the math teacher and the assistant principal had not been recited.