[Yes, I heard about it too. Moreover, she is so young, but she is already dating rich men. My classmates saw her get into a luxury car with a man.]
[Didn't you notice? When she wears a school skirt, she never wears tights and pants. It's obvious that she is trying to seduce others. Otherwise, why would that person choose her when he could have kidnapped someone else?]
The sharp knives hidden behind the Internet stabbed at me one by one. Although I was prepared, my fingers still trembled in front of the screen.
They accused me of trying to steal Martina’s parents, but they were actually my real parents.
Classmates who once treated me kindly became targets for Martina’s supporters, enduring relentless bullying.
In the end, I was completely isolated by the entire class.
At school, my socks would always be torn by someone, just because Martina wanted to see me make a fool of myself.
The Internet had memory, I tried to control my hands, screenshot all the malicious messages flying around and keep their malicious messages.
Some people also tried to speak for me as a victim, but the message was deleted after a while after it was sent out.