Crystal's POV:
I walked up to Firman, helped him up from the ground, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face.
I could feel the little boy trembling with fear as he looked at me. "Thank... Thank you."
I smiled at him gently. "You're welcome. If something like this happens again in the future, go to your teacher, okay?"
Firman stuck out his lower lip and lowered his head sadly. "I can't. There are too many of them."
The despair in his words pricked my heart. I could recall being in the same situation, bullied and abused as a young child.
I took a deep breath and comforted him. "Trust me. At least they'll know that they'll be punished if they're ever mean to you again."
"And you can also come to me. I'm going to be a student here. If they bully you, I'll kick their butts!" Beryl swung her small fists aggressively.
Firman looked at Beryl in bewilderment and thanked her.
Beryl jutted out her chin and said proudly, "No need to thank me. It's my duty to help the weak and punish the bad!"
Amused, I wanted to reach out to touch Beryl's head, but she dodged.
I withdrew my hand awkwardly and wondered why Beryl was avoiding me again.
"Maybe you're not wearing the right mask today." Rufus cast a sidelong glance at me. In fact, it seemed he was the one who disliked my mask.
I touched my mask dubiously and murmured, "Really? I think it's beautiful."
Moreover, this mask fit my mysterious image. It was shaped like a purple butterfly. It was elegant!
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