I hate him. That insolent smirk. His devilish character. That nasty student thinks he’s a king in the city, humiliating everyone else. He makes fun of the weak. Yes, who gave him the right? He doesn’t get to control other people’s fates. I’ll teach that arrogant idiot respect. Because he thinks the university belongs to him. And everyone else for him are slaves—always on call. A brute simply lacks a conscience. The tears and pain of others amuse him so much. But it shouldn’t be like that. Let him feel defeat. Only I didn’t know into what kind of web I’d end up… After all, he’s Satan in flesh.