I Hate Campus Bullying the Most

In the eyes of those bullies, Maria's usual timid manner was practically an "invitation" for them to pick on her.

She always walked with her head lowered and her eyes darting away, as though she were constantly afraid of being watched. That cowardly posture only stirred up the malice deep within those bullies.

No one had expected Edward to stand up for Maria today.

In an instant, a surge of gratitude welled up in Maria's heart, like a warm beam of light suddenly piercing endless darkness.

But right afterward, worry washed that flicker of gratitude away like a tide. She knew full well that Edward's righteous act might bring even worse consequences upon her.

Without saying a word, Edward rose slowly to his feet, his expression as cold as ice. With steady steps, he walked straight toward Mark, his gaze locked firmly on him.

Under Edward's unrelenting stare, a bone-chilling cold rose from the bottom of Mark's heart, as though he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

In the suffocating atmosphere, he forced himself to sound brave, but his voice wavered despite him. "What? Looking for a fight?" Though he deliberately raised his voice, he could not hide the tremor of uncertainty in it.

Mark was thoroughly enraged by the overwhelming aura Edward gave off. Humiliated and furious, he sprang to his feet like a provoked bull.

Though he was noticeably shorter than Edward, his ruthless refusal to back down was no weaker. He craned his neck, his face filled with the determination to fight Edward to the bitter end no matter what.

Yet in Edward's eyes, this boy baring his fangs and claws was nothing more than a vicious dog putting on a show, capable only of barking blindly.

A flash of undisguised contempt flickered through Edward's eyes. Then, like a cheetah poised to strike, he moved with lightning speed.

His hand was like the sharp claw of an eagle as it seized Mark's throat with absolute precision.

The next second, the muscles in Edward's arm tightened like steel. With the slightest exertion, he lifted Mark up with one hand as easily as though he were picking up something weightless.

At the sight, the other boys seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell. They stood rooted to the spot in shock, their mouths hanging so wide open that they could have fit an egg inside.

After all, an adult man's weight was at least 120 jin, not to mention the force Mark unleashed as he struggled.

Forget using one hand—even an ordinary adult using both hands would never have been able to lift him so effortlessly.

For a moment, it was as if time had stopped inside the bus. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the floor would have been clearly audible.

Only Mark's pained gasps stood out in the deathly silence, each one like a heavy iron hammer pounding against everyone's nerves.

It was easy to see just how deeply shocked they were by the sight of someone being lifted with one hand.

For a while, the other boys were all scared stiff, their feet seemingly nailed to the floor. None of them dared step forward.

Just then, Smack! Smack! Smack! Edward raised his hand and slapped him several times, his movements crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Gripping Mark tightly by the hair, Edward wore a calm expression that nevertheless carried unquestionable authority. "Remember this: if I see you bullying classmates again, I'll make sure to bully you properly. Got it?"

"Y-Yes..." Terrified out of his wits, Mark nodded frantically like a startled quail.

Edward flung him back onto his seat as though tossing away a ragged sack. Then he calmly turned around and sat down in his own seat.

His expression was calm, as though everything he had just done was a trivial matter not worth dwelling on. Edward had never had much patience for bullies.

"Thank you!" As Edward quietly watched the scenery outside the window, a soft voice, gentle as a spring breeze, sounded beside his ear.

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"It was nothing." Without turning his head, Edward kept his gaze on the scenery sliding past outside the window and replied flatly.

"Um... can I sit here?" Maria's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of cautious hope.

"Of course." Only then did Edward slowly turn around, his gaze falling on Maria's pretty face, filled with a unique charm.

Her features were delicate and gentle, and her eyes shimmered with lively light, as though they held a clear spring within them.

"Thank you!" Maria's lips curved upward as she broke into a smile. Like a flower blooming in spring, it was bright and beautiful, seeming to instantly dispel the lingering tension and fear inside the bus.

The school bus slowly pulled into the campus. Edward got off with the crowd and headed straight for the teachers' office.

After entering the office, Edward found a teacher and explained Carrie's situation in detail, asking for leave on her behalf.

After hearing him out, the teacher's face showed a mixture of concern and sympathy, and she nodded to show that she understood.

After leaving the office and returning to the classroom, Edward went back to his seat to pass the time.

At that moment, Jennifer walked over from the other end of the classroom with light, brisk steps.

Her hair swayed gently with each step, and her eyes held a touch of curiosity and concern.

Jennifer stopped in front of Edward, tilted her head slightly, and asked expectantly, "Edward, are you ready?"

Edward froze for a moment, a look of confusion appearing on his face. "Ready for what?"

Jennifer smiled softly and lightly poked Edward's arm. "Come on, tomorrow's concert! Don't tell me you forgot?"

Edward smiled somewhat awkwardly, the corners of his mouth lifting to reveal a row of white teeth. "How could I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jennifer twisted lightly like a playful little cat and sat directly on Edward's lap.

She leaned closer, her lips almost brushing Edward's ear, and said in a voice as soft as a spring breeze, "I bought some sexy lingerie."

As she pulled away, she deliberately blew a slow, warm breath into Edward's ear.

Edward immediately felt his ears heat up, and an unnatural flush crossed his face.

He shifted instinctively, trying to ease the sudden awkwardness and embarrassment.

The surrounding students cast meaningful looks their way. Some wore teasing smiles, while others looked shocked.

After all, Edward had always seemed composed in everyone's eyes, and Jennifer's bold, straightforward behavior had truly caught them off guard.

Jennifer, however, seemed not to notice Edward's embarrassment at all. She still wore a beaming smile, with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"What is it? Look how shy you are. I was just sharing." She rose from Edward's lap, clasped her hands behind her back, and tilted her head as she looked at him.

The class bell suddenly rang, its crisp chime like a timely signal of rescue.

As if they had heard an emergency assembly call, the students hurriedly returned to their seats in a panic.

The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent, leaving only the lingering echo of the bell trembling faintly in the air.

Edward gritted his teeth inwardly and thought viciously, Hmph. Tomorrow night, I'll show you how I'll deal with you, Jennifer. Just you wait!

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