Back to the day I jumped off the building, I took my foot back.
In my last life, I fell in love with the wrong person, believed in the wrong group of people, and was ultimately forced to a dead end. They laughed at my fragility, scolded me for what I deserved, and said that I had tarnished the "true love" between the "campus prince" and the "perfect goddess."
When I open my eyes again, I return to the starting point of tragedy. This time, I will not shed tears for the scumbag and prove the rumors to myself.
Postgraduate qualification? I want to get it openly and openly, and then turn it into evidence to defeat the hypocrites.
School bullying? I smiled and returned their favorite tricks one by one.
As for the "beautiful couple"... I want them to see with their own eyes how their most cherished halo, personality and future are shattered inch by inch.
Concept: The weak and innocent heroine jumped off a building and was reborn after being bullied on campus. She changed her weak and conceding character, and used her wits to win in repeated battles with scumbag men and scumbag women, complete self-save, and gain career, love, and family affection.