As Forrest poured oil into the frying pan, his hand trembled at Zach's words.

In an unexpected moment, Madelyn's finger got nicked by a shard of glass, and a trickle of blood started flowing. She calmly wiped it away with a tissue, showing no signs of discomfort, and spoke with composure, "But hasn't he already paid a price? Compared to your actions, Forrest's deeds were just minor clashes among classmates."

Madelyn thought, 'Forrest had been hurt, stuck in a hospital bed for months. Yet, Zach