Today I went to school.

In my school, there is a classmate who is always bullied.

This classmate is particularly quiet and ugly.
I dislike her very much.

I sat in a corner while the girls took her bag and sprayed the contents on the floor, they then took the empty bag to the toilet.

She was outside so she couldn't see.
I Didn't help her because she is dislikable.

"Did you see my bag?"

"No, I just returned."
"Oh.."

She doesn't even thank me for answering.

At the end of school, everyone was in the playground.
While i sat on the bench, i recognized your scooter from a distance.

The ugly girl played on the swing and was pushed and mocked.
I watched.
They fought and the girl cried.
I watched.

"Hey, are you okay?"
"*sob..* Thankyou."
she picked up my hand and i helped her up.

I helped her dust off her skirt and top too.
I looked up and smiled at her happily.

I couldn't help but sneakily look back at you.