"Intentionally scraped her skin during training, then immediately ran to the instructor for sympathy after training. How shameless!"
"Are girls these days so bold? Flirting with the instructor?"
"Going to such lengths just to be lazy and slack off."
"There are all kinds of people in this world, truly disgusting!"
Some so-called insiders even revealed, "Her private life was a mess in high school. She used to go in and out of a male teacher's dormitory, and that teacher was old enough to be her dad."
Now, my shameless reputation was completely solidified.
The scolding under the post became even harsher.
My two roommates no longer hid their disdain and directly informed me with arrogance.
"Violet, you have to move out of the dorm today!
"Don't wait for us to report to the counselor. If we do, you'll be the one embarrassed!"
Damn it.
I wanted to hit someone.
Were they all idiots?
My last name was Bailey, and Owen's last name was also Bailey. How couldn't they figure out we were related, right?
I seriously doubted how such people even got into college.
And that so-called insider, since they went to the same high school as me, should have known that the male teacher's last name was also Bailey, right?