She felt resentful and wronged about the whole thing.
How could she not care?
How could she not hold a grudge?
Even adults couldn't manage that.
Let alone a child.
Her very best friend had pushed her—
Even if the push had been an accident,
how could she explain leaving without helping her up after she'd fallen to the floor...
The little girl with the bowl cut thought about it for a long time.
But she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for Lulu's behavior.
That night, lying in bed and thinking about how Lulu had pushed her to the floor...
She'd clearly been in a terrible state.
Yet no one had paid her any attention.
Not Lulu.
Not the other kids, either.
They'd all run out of the classroom.
Lulu, too.
In the end, it was the teacher who came in looking for her and helped her up.
By the time she realized it, her pillow was already soaked with tears.
The little girl with the bowl cut fell asleep feeling sad and confused, and doubting herself.
Lulu pressed her lips together.
She lowered her eyes and said nothing.
The little girl with the bowl cut was getting angry.
She really was getting angry.
"Say something!"
She couldn't help shouting.
"Why aren't you saying anything?!"
The parents watching from a distance felt their hearts skip.
They were both startled by Anna's sudden outburst.
Anna...
Anna's parents looked at their daughter.
Their eyes held both affection and pride.
Their child, who had always hidden behind them...
Had finally taken a brave step forward.
She was able to loudly ask the questions on her mind.
That was good.
Even though their daughter was shy and timid, she had never been the