What?

In the same way, it continued.

They threw all sorts of things at her, ranging from eggs to cheese. The thrash can was still on her head, protecting her face at least. At the same time, her tears.

“Slut, go back to where you came from. We don't need you in our school!”

The incentive words continued. Thrash filled the air, and they landed on her. It was humiliating and at the same time heart-wrenching. However, a girl walked into the class and suddenly held Lily by the wrist. She dragged her away from the scene.

When they got to a quiet spot, the girl removed the thrash can on her head. Lily was shocked and was still sobbing. The girl gave her the time and space. She allowed her to cry until she was okay. When Lily couldn't cry anymore, she opened her eyes and looked at who had taken her away from the classroom. It was too humiliating, she couldn't bring herself to do that.

Still, she didn't know what she had done to warrant such a treatment. However, it still hurts to be humiliate