The crowd was overwhelmingly in Lawson's corner, including some friends who used to be close to me. Now, they seemed eager to see me humiliated.
They had once been my sycophants, eager to do anything for a scrap of my attention.
But now, when I faced trouble, they were quick to turn their backs, almost reveling in my misery.
It was true—trouble really did reveal the true nature of people.
Realizing this, I suddenly felt a sense of relief.
I looked at Lawson, his face twisted with anger, and emotionlessly pulled out my phone. I transferred him a hundred dollars.
"Lawson, let's break up. In the month we've been together, I've spent fifty bucks from you. I'm sending it all back now.
"To be honest, this amount is shit to me.
"You don't need to return the excess. Consider it a fee for cleaning up your filthy mouth. I hope you stay far away from me and don't bother me again."
Laughter erupted from the crowd behind me. Amid Lawson's stunned disbelief, I walked away with my head held high.
I didn't want to stay a second longer, afraid it might taint my eyes and ears.
As I was eating at the cafeteria for lunch, I overheard a few unfamiliar girls behind me whispering and pointing.