"Erica, you cannot make things up," Isaac reproached in a soft voice.
To Isaac, it was normal for classmates to fight from time to time. When it came to bullies, he just had to stop the bully from picking on Erica. But it was undoubtedly wrong to wish death upon someone, at least not at Erica's age.
"S-Sir, I'm not making things up... She really will die," Erica said, biting her lip.
Carmilla hung up the phone. As her parents had yet to arrive, the school principal brought a large group of security guards over.
A bespectacled middle-aged man wearing a white shirt stormed in furiously. Fifteen tall security guards trailed after him with serious expressions.
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