Chapter 147 - Someone Like You 4: Standing Up (1/2)

I glared at each and every one of them. I no longer cared about what they'd think of me after this.

”Look at you, dressed up to the nines, and yet, not all of you are truly successful. Just like everyone else, you work your ȧss from eight to five— kiss people's ȧsses to keep your jobs, losing sleep and hair for the mistakes you made. Is this the kind of life you're so freakin' proud of? Do those pathetic things give you the right to make fun of other people's success?”

Yes, there was no other explanation of why they were so hostile to Han when they talked about him earlier. They couldn't accept the fact that the guy they bullied was faring better than them in life.

With each word I said, the look of anger on their faces slowly turned to shame. Most of them couldn't even look at me in the eyes as I stared at them one by one, pointing at them rudely as I continued, zeroing at their flaws.

”Fatso, baldy— and you, are you a zombie? You look so old and stressed,” I said, earning gasps all over the place.

It was the first time for me to point at people and diss them to their faces. It felt so good. I should have done this a lot earlier. But I was not only here to insult them. I was not without fault as well.

”And I'm the same. I'm a nerdy coward who couldn't even do her job right, and who couldn't trust to love again because of some high school trauma,” I announced, totally in too deep, including myself in my lecture. ”None of us here is perfect so stop saying bad things about people. Don't call them ugly. Appearance does not matter. It doesn't matter at all!”

The room was silent after my last announcement. Everybody was looking at my already tearstained face. But honestly, I never felt better than I did at that time. Finally, after so many years, the words I couldn't say were all out.

”That was quite a show,” a familiar baritone suddenly commented, making all eyes turn at the far end of the room where a tall, fat person sat on a stool, nursing a glass of wine.

He looked like he was having a great time as he raised his glass in my direction before drinking, and my eyes nearly popped out of sockets.

H-Han?

I wanted to ask, but the man standing lazily next to the big man took my attention.

I wondered to myself as I met those pair of glittering almond-shaped eyes. I wasn't surprised when the room started buzzing again. Nobody dared speak aloud as they watched the man cross the room towards where I was, but the buzzing did get more intense when the superstar stopped just in front of me, his gaze never leaving my face.

I swallowed hard, not knowing what to do or say. JT's face didn't give away any emotion. He just simply stared, and I got nervous and started shifting on my feet.

Was he angry?

He probably saw and heard my scandalous act earlier and was thinking badly of me now.