The girl turned to look at me up and down with her eyes full of malice, asking, "This is your car?"
The moment she turned her face, I recognized her.
She was Kathryn Welch, a local well-known social media influencer.
At first, Kathryn became popular because she cried on the Internet that her father cheated on her mother, and her mother got a mental illness because of it and jumped off a building in the end.
The netizens' sympathy for Kathryn allowed her to have some followers.
Later, Kathryn became a social media influencer who only punished home-wreckers.
Cheating, home-wrecker, and suicide.
Any one of these three words could arouse the netizens' indignation nowadays.
As Kathryn got more and more followers, she became bolder.
After all, in the eyes of the netizens, Kathryn was doing the right thing.
But as for whether she was truly doing the right thing or not, only she herself knew.
While I was thinking, Kathryn's voice sounded again. "Since I've been admitted to this college, I have to do something for it, making it a better place. Everyone has the responsibility to punish a home-wrecker when they see one!"
After that, Kathryn looked at her phone camera and said to her audience, "Guys, what do you say?"
I couldn't see Kathryn's phone screen clearly, and I also couldn't see the comments in her live stream room.
However, the voices of the students around me could be heard clearly.
"That's right. She's still a student. How can she afford such a good car?" one student remarked.
"She must be someone's mistress. Look at her bag. It looks very expensive," another student said.
"She doesn't deserve to be a student of our college at all! She should be expelled from school!"
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I was so angry that I chuckled. Then, I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked at Kathryn. "Who told you that I am a home-wrecker?"
Kathryn glanced at me and said with her tone full of disdain, "Well, do you mean that you bought this car yourself?"
I frowned slightly. "Although it was not me who bought it..."
Before I could finish my words, Kathryn turned to look at her phone and interrupted me, "Look, guys! The home-wrecker herself has admitted it!
"Guys, any tips or gifts? What do you want me to smash next?"
As soon as Kathryn finished her words, she swung her bat heavily at the rearview mirror again.
A loud bang sounded!
The mirror fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.