The commotion was so loud that people at the restroom entrance glanced inside.
A few students from Q City High peeked through the doorway and suddenly thought the girl sitting on the floor looked familiar. "Isn't that Jovana Shaw?"
"She looks like her to too. Shit, what's that on her? That's disgusting."
"Wasn't she picked up after school by so guy in a luxury car? Why is she in the n's bathroom now?"
"Why else? Soone played with her, then just tossed her here when they were done. What a slut, hooking up with a guy in the restroom. Who knows how many guys have already taken her like this."
"Quick, take a picture! She always pretends to be so perfect, but look at her now, playing around like this in private. Fuck, she turned down before. Just thinking about it makes sick!"
"Tsk tsk, the forr student council president found half-naked in the n's restroom... Don't even think about stealing this headline from —I'm posting it on the Forum first."
Her humiliating photos instantly blew up on the Forum. A few people who did livestreams broadcast live footage of her rolling around in her own vomit and filth. The videos exploded online in seconds.
Soone who recognized Jovana Shaw called Clara Philips. When Clara saw the photos circulating online, the blood rushed straight to her head; she almost passed out from rage. She frantically ordered the chauffeur to drive her over, and got a few people to go in and drag Jovana out.
Faced with Jovana reeking and filthy, Clara's stomach churned. She found a few pieces of clothing, wrapped Jovana up, stuffed her into the car, and left in a hurry.
...
Junia Simpson felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see a few unfamiliar n. "Can I help you?"
"Hey, beautiful, can I buy you a drink?" one of the n sneered nastily.
"Sorry, I don't drink," Junia replied coldly, keeping her distance.
The man burped, his face a little drunk. "Co on, don't embarrass us. My buddies and I just want to buy you a drink, get to know you."
"Sorry, my friend is waiting for ," Junia said as she tried to leave, but the man gripped her shoulder roughly, his tone getting nasty. "Don't be a bitch. Us buying you a drink ans we're being nice. You better play along and have a drink with us, or else watch out for what we'll—ah!"
The man's wrist was suddenly snapped by a hand from out of nowhere. Grayson Quinn's face was dark, lips curled in a mocking half-smile, his words ice-cold: "Watch out for what, exactly?"
"My hand, my hand! Bro, I'm sorry, I didn't know she was with you, please let go, I was drunk and talking nonsense, please forgive !" The man started crying and begging.
Grayson let go of him in disgust.
The group hurried to help their injured friend and fled in panic.
"You okay?" Grayson turned to look at her. "Why are you here alone this late at night?"
"Why are you here this late at night, then?" Junia shot back.
"Can you even compare yourself to ? You're a techie—do you really think your martial arts skills are good enough to handle those guys?" Just then, another person ca over and whispered a few words in Grayson's ear. He raised an eyebrow at Junia and said, "I'll take you ho first."
"You go do whatever you need to do," Junia answered. Seeing his insistence, she added, "I have a friend here. I just stepped out for so fresh air."
But Grayson still didn't feel comfortable. He told another man, "You see her ho." After giving that order, he walked off.
Junia noticed a woman trailing after him. Her gaze wavered slightly, then she turned and left as well.
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