68.1:My Revenge... Part 1

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''Alright!'' Ichiro said with excitement; he sat down on the chair with a small wooden desk in front of him.

He currently had a notebook in front of him with a pencil in his right hand.

He started writing.

[Revenge Plan]

[1. The five delinquents who dared to harm and humiliate me. I will go to their school and beat the living sh*t out of them.]

[2. Amanda, the bitch who broke my fragile heart. I will go to the school and beat her fucking boyfriend in front of her.]

[3. The sh*t-faced black-haired cunt! I will humiliate him in front of his entire school, and since I am famous now (Yay), The whole scene will be uploaded into the internet instantly, maybe people will start calling me bully, etc. Blah blah blah. WHO GIVES A SH*T, They almost made me commit suicide, and I will hurt him and his friends.]

Ichiro nodded with excitement after he wrote his master plan.

[Host. This isn't a plan; you only wrote what you were planning to do to them.]

''Shut the fuck up, System,'' Ichiro growled in anger; he closed the notebook and placed it into the secured cabinet, where no one would find it.

''How much is the time, System?''

[I am not your personal clock]

''True, you are my personal insult machine, now tell me the fucking time.''

[7.25 A.M... Fuck you, host]

''I love you as well, System.'' Ichiro stood up and started wearing his school outfit.

[...Pervert]

Ichiro ignored the system's comment.

The uniform consisted of a white shirt with black lines and a blue necktie with white pants.

He walked to the bathroom and looked at him in the mirror.

In the mirror, a handsome teenager was shown.

Ichiro didn't look like he was in his 15s because his height was already 183cm and growing.

He still had his same messy black hair, which gave him a wild feeling, which strangely made many young girls around Irio very aroused...

Even some older women... but we don't need to talk about that.

His black eyes looked at his reflection in the mirror, the memories of him getting bullied... insulted... beaten... he kept seeing the memories, like a film reel.

Especially Amanda... Every time he remembers her... his heart aches.

Ichiro touched his reflection in the mirror.

''The bullied young man is no longer...'' He removed his hand from the mirror and walked out of the bathroom.

He entered the downstairs with a leisurely pace and saw Ayako waiting for him.

''Big brother, let's gooo!'' Ayako kept yelling with an energetic expression.

Ichiro's mouth curved into a small smile, and he nodded.

Ayako opened the door and started hopping towards the school.

Ichiro closed the door and walked behind Ayako.

They walked for a few minutes until they finally entered the streets, which led to the Irio's Public Middle School.

They could already see students walking while laughing.

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