His professor was furious, berating him mercilessly, and in a fit of anger, even threw a book at his head.
Blood streamed down Evan’s face, but his expression didn’t change.
“Evan, from now on, you’re no longer my student. Get out!”
As he left the school, he looked back at the gates one last time, and I could see the reluctance in his eyes. I tugged at his sleeve.
“Evan, you can keep studying. I’ll work to support you. You can use your education to bring down those who wronged us. Please?”
He knelt down and patted my head.
“Erin, I have my own plans. If your parents won’t send you to college, I will. Just focus on studying for another year, and then get into this university, okay?”
I nodded firmly, staring at the university in front of me. I swore I would fulfill the dreams he couldn’t.
After that, I ran away from home.
My parents had planned to marry me off to the son of a wealthy rural family in exchange for a substantial sum of money.
When they realized I was leaving, they cursed at me, telling me never to come back.
I moved into the small home my sister and Evan had built together.
What was once a warm and loving space now felt cold and empty.
I threw myself into my studies, while Evan came home later and later, sometimes drunk, sometimes bruised from fights.
Evan was a proud man, so I never asked what he was doing.
I just knew he was finding his own way to get revenge.
The verdict came quickly: the scum who violated my sister was sentenced to seven years in prison for rape.
Evan was far from satisfied with the outcome. He glared at the man, as if he wanted to tear him apart.
But that lowlife didn’t show a shred of fear. In fact, he even flashed a smug smile at Evan.
As he was being led away, the scum leaned in close to Evan and whispered something.
Whatever it was, it made Evan’s fists clench tight. He lashed out, punching the man square in the face before being restrained by the guards.
The scum just laughed, spitting out the words, “You pathetic worm.”
You pathetic worm.
Those words drained all the fight out of Evan.
His tears flowed freely as he alternated between laughing and crying.
When he finally stopped, he wiped his eyes, took my hand, and led me out of the courtroom.
After that day, Evan grew even more silent. But the money he gave me for living expenses increased steadily.