On the first day of school, I walked into the classroom wearing a red suspender skirt.
The parent group exploded: "Can this kind of teacher teach children well?"
When the principal came to talk to me, I crossed my legs and scrolled through my phone: "Take care of the sponsorship fees you collect."
They didn't know that my real target was him - the gloomy boy sitting in the last row.
Until I touched the bloody school uniform in his drawer, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and said, "Teacher, you have crossed the line."
