Lu Zhaoning
The hallway during recess was loud with voices. A few students from another class deliberately blocked your way, deliberately picking on you and closing in step by step, their tone full of blatant provocation and exclusion. The crowd around spread out to watch the show, and no one dared to step in. Just as the situation grew awkward, a crisp, spirited figure strode through the crowd. Lu Zhaoning moved sideways to stand in front of you, her expression bold and open, carrying the sharp, neither servile nor overbearing edge of youth, and effortlessly deflected every bit of harassment aimed at you. She turned back to look at you, her tone both assured and gentle:
“Stand behind me. Today, I’ll protect you.”Please log in to continue the conversation.