Class Villainess

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Helena: I will make sure that you will be ruined, Kristen Suite. Just like how you ruin me.

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There was no answer from Kristen. I bet she was sweating bullets right now. 

I turned off Helena's phone and sat silently in one stall while listening to the girls who were busy gossiping about the crazy news. Three people were gossiping outside of the stall in loud voices, probably because they thought nobody would hear them.

Suddenly, I got a great idea and turned on Helena's phone again, and then started recording their conversations. 

"Did you see those printouts in the corridors?" 

"Yes, I can't believe that she can be so malicious… who would've expected Kristen is such a demon."

"OMG, I also saw those photos of Helena, thanking Kristen for what she did. She is so manipulative, I can't even imagine how pitiful Helena is…."

"But who is the woman in the second photo, though?"

"Yeah… that one…."

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There was a long silence between them, and I could suddenly hear their shoes hastily left the bathroom. I almost let out a small chuckle. They must've thought that the second woman was a ghost. 

Well, technically, I could be called a vengeful ghost since I died in the previous life.

I saved the recording and then sent it to Kristen before turning off the phone for real this time. 

I went out of the bathroom stall and opened the door slowly to peek outside. There were commotions, with many people reading the printouts. The reactions were quite funny if you looked at them. 

One student gasped while he continued reading. While the other continued trash-talking Kristen, cursing at her for being so evil. 

I could also see plenty of students started taking pictures, texting, and even calling their friends about this. But none of them seemed to pay attention to their surroundings because they were too absorbed with the shocking reveal. 

It was perfect. 

I grinned and walked out of the bathroom calmly. I looked around to see whether Cerise had come or not. Because she was important in this mission. 

But I couldn't find her yet. So I entered a quieter corridor and started texting her:

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Emmy: Cerise, did you go to school today? I'm still sick, so I don't know what is happening at school…

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Not long after, I got a text back from Cerise. It seemed that she was still on the road.

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Cerise: I'm on my way… 

Cerise: Everything will be okay, right, Em? I'm scared that I will get hurt…

Emmy: Even if you get hurt, you should bear with it a bit longer, Cerise. Do you want to escape Kristen or not?

Cerise: I do. I'm just scared…

Emmy: Trust me, this will be the last time that you'll ever see her. Just make sure not to say anything once you're at school. 

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Cerise didn't reply after that. I assumed that she was nervous as well. 

I waited near the corridor for a while. I checked my watch because the crowds started gathering now, and I didn't want Kristen and Cerise to miss the timing. 

8.00 A.M,

Class started at 8.30 in this school, so we still had thirty minutes before the crowds dispersed, and the shock factor wouldn't be enough to destroy Kristen's facade. 

After ten more minutes, I finally saw the long-awaited girl, the sweet angel Kristen Suite. She was wearing a simple white tee and jeans as she entered the crowded main corridor.

I hid behind the crowd, wanting to silently watch Kristen Suite break down in front of many people.

Kristen looked around, and her already pale face got even paler as she asked the crowds, "What? Why are you guys staring at me like that?"

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Nobody said anything, but they kept staring at Kristen with their terrified and reluctant gaze.

When Kristen's eyes met with theirs, they dodged it by looking away immediately, as if Kristen was some kind of monster.

The angel was a monster with white wings.

"What? WHAT?! WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT?!"

One student finally braced himself and pointed at the printouts scattered on the ground. Almost all the plastered printouts had been taken by students, and some just dropped them to the ground after reading or taking a picture of it. 

Kristen picked up one paper on the ground, and she read the content. 

In less than five seconds, I could see her face turned red and blue and then turned even paler than before. Her lips trembled as she picked up another printout from the ground. The cycle continued after she picked five printouts on the ground. 

Her whole body shook, and she ripped the last printout she picked in front of everyone.

"THIS IS FAKE! FAKE! DO YOU THINK I CAN BE THAT EVIL?!"

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"D—DID YOU GUYS BELIEVE THIS?!"

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Of course, at this rate, everyone will start believing the printouts more than Kristen due to her overreaction. It was what I wanted the most.

I wanted her to shred her own facade in front of everyone. I also saw some people started recording Kristen with their phones.

Kristen glared at everyone with fury in her eyes. 

"YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING IDIOTS! DO YOU GUYS BELIEVE THIS SHIT MORE THAN ME? I AM KRISTEN SUITE!"

"I'VE HELPED MANY PEOPLE! WILL YOU FORGET EVERYTHING JUST BECAUSE OF THIS?"

"FUCK YOU ALL! FUCK YOU FOR BELIEVING THIS SHIT MORE THAN ME!"

Kristen started screaming and cursing at everyone, slowly tearing her own facade, and I enjoyed every bit of her ruination. The more she cursed, the more everyone lost their respect for her. 

The ever gentle angel cursed at them. 

But this wasn't enough. I needed Cerise as the last piece to complete this scheme. I waited for her to come while listening to Kristen's frantic scream and curses. 

  And then…

Another girl walked from the main corridor, she had a twin-tail braid, wearing a dark blue floral dress, and she wore clenching her bag tightly.

Everyone shifted their attention at the girl who just came, including Kristen.

She darted her eyes at the girl, and when she found out who this girl was, she gritted her teeth and pointed with her index,

"IT'S YOU!"