"And what is that rope in your hands for?" I suddenly heard a voice in the hallway.
"Huh?"
"The rope in your hand. Why do you need it?" the same voice continued.
I raised my head. A guy, whom I didn't know, was looking at me with tired, but at the same time, angry eyes.
"None of your business," I said, and quickly walked away.
"Oh, not only this, but she bought a red rope. Wanna show off so much?"
When I heard his last words, I turned around.
"What do you even know! This is none of your business! How dare you call me that way?"
"Why can't I?" he continued calmly.
"You, you! I hate people like you!" I screamed throughout the hallway.
I looked back. Everyone around was looking at us.
"I hate people like you. You publicly want to show that you feel bad, "have pity on me, I want to die," he answered.
"You, you…"
"Okay, let's get out of here," he said to the four guys standing behind him. "Too many people have gathered here."
"Oh, you cheap!" I shouted.
The atmosphere was tense. I got dizzy. I don't know how, but the next moment my rope flew off my hands and bumped into the back of his head.
Even though he had his back to me, I could feel his face writhing in pain. He reached his hand to his neck, remained in this position for a couple of seconds, and began to slowly turn towards me.
His friends, realizing what he wants to do, took his hands and torso.
"Don't you dare stop me! I'll kill her! I will kill her!" he shouted to the entire campus.
"Dan, calm down, it's just a girl!"
"Calm down, calm down!"
"Let me go! I'm going to kill that stupid brat!" he continued to shout. "What? Where did you lather?! Don't you dare run away!"
"Uh, sorry, I think it's time already…" I said softly, slowly turning around and taking small steps back. Turning my back on him, I ran out of the corridor at the speed of light.