Looking at the white scraps of paper fluttering before him, the child's mind went completely blank.
Then the teacher's near-hysterical shrieks jolted him back to his senses, almost frightening him out of his wits.
He nearly jumped on the spot.
"Ah~~!"
The teacher shrieked.
More scraps of paper fluttered through the air.
Only after all the teacher's handouts and materials had been reduced to shreds did Little Blue stop its "destruction."
"What a horrid person."
The childish remark wasn't drowned out by the teacher's furious scolding. It reached the child's ears clearly.
A bitter smile appeared on the child's face.
But apparently, the furious teacher across from him misunderstood his smile.
Her pupils constricted for a moment.
Then her voice rose another octave.
She was clearly losing control of her emotions.
The teacher's expression was so twisted with rage that the child lowered his head in fear.
He twisted his hands tightly together.
He didn't dare move a muscle.
He desperately wanted to leave.
But his feet felt as though they were rooted to the ground.
He could feel the teacher's finger almost poking his head.
He bit down on his lower lip.
The slight pain helped hold back his trembling.
Phew~
He struggled to take a deep breath.
He tried to steady his racing, erratic heartbeat.
"Linlin!"
He heard a familiar voice.
He looked up.
It was Mom.
His eyes stung, and tears spilled out before he could stop them.
He'd never been scolded like this before.
Neither his dad nor his mom had ever spoken to him like that...
He knew...
Little Blue had been the one to do something wrong first.
Little Blue had torn up the teacher's handouts and materials... No, that wasn't right.
But...
Even though he knew that, he didn't