[Kari Lane]

"I hate your low blow, you know?" I glare at Himchan, my hands on my hips, but he doesn't take me seriously. Instead, he just yawns. That man is fucking good at provoking me, but I'll make sure it's the last time he tricks me.

"Low blow? Seriously, Kari, are you kidding me? Are you overreacting just because I told you the truth?" I hate the smirk constantly plastered on his face. I hate that grin of his, constantly reminding me he played me perfectly. I hate that he rejected me. I hate him.

"You'll pay for what you did, I swear." Although I yell at him, he remains unfazed. He even turns my back at me and leaves. This will make my payback even harsher. He'll face the consequences of his nasty attitude. He'll have to beg his mommy and daddy for help because I'll make sure he won't be able to count on anyone.

This is what he gets for breaking my heart.

***

I pace back and forth in the teachers' room, much to my colleagues and friends' confusion. At least, I can rely on them when it comes to giving Himchan and his buddy Jake their well-deserved lesson. Or, this is what I think.

Selena notices I'm fiddling nervously with my watch and signals at me to stop it. She explains, "How does getting Sim out help you, Kari? Have you thought of that? I think it's time for you to accept that he has a better influence on students than you've ever had."

I feel betrayed. Selena is a good friend of mine, someone who doesn't sugarcoat things and is always honest and straightforward on her opinions. So, why isn't she comfortable with calling that sleazebag out? Has he already tried to suck up to her? I hope not. He knows he can't play with fire and get away with it.

I snap at my colleague. "Selena, are you serious? He's dangerous. He ran through my file and stole my letter. I had to tear it down, or he'd spread it everywhere." She face palms, frustrated at my behavior.

I insist. "Listen, he manipulated me. Do you want to fall for his tricks? You have to help me get him out. He can go back selling his cheap ass paintings for what I care. I'll make sure he'll be an unwanted person in the entire State. Is that clear?"

Selena shakes her head. She fixes her gaze on the floor. "Sorry, Kari, but you can count me out. I'm not getting a colleague dismissed because of your stupid vendetta. Do it on your own."

"What? You can't just... like..." I groan, frustrated at Selena's unwillingness to collaborate at my plan. I turn to other colleagues, but I receive similar responses. This means only one thing: I'm on my own. The rest of the teacher body has turned my back at me.

That idiot, Himchan Sim, has successfully managed to sway them all. Fuck him. No. Fuck everyone. It's time to resort to extreme measures.

***

"Yes, Mrs. Denham. He did. He maintained an inappropriate attitude throughout his run here as a teacher. He even tried to harass me!" It's a gross lie, I know, but it's the only way for that ghoul to listen to me and get Sim out of my hair once for all.

As I expect, Himchan rejects the accusation. "Please, Mrs. Denham, think about it. Try to connect the dots. If it were true, why haven't the police been involved yet? They would've already thrown me behind bars." Pathetic. Does he think allegations have an expiration date? He's just making things harder for himself. He should just concede and leave.

Denham's neutrality irritates me. The fact that she doesn't take an immediate stance in my favor makes me think I have to come up with another plan. She isn't eating up the sexual harassment excuse. Fortunately, I have another card to play, which is even more painful.

"Okay. He may be innocent on that account, but what about the students he traumatized with his condescending attitude?" For this one, I even have proof. He's toast. Before he can even defend himself, I hand Denham my phone, which contains a dozen of videos of Himchan interacting with students. All edited by yours truly, of course.

The other teachers in the committee all gasp. Denham is flabbergasted. She doesn't suspect I fabricated everything. My plan is now working. Time for that loser to pack and go back to his mommy and daddy—or, better, hide in some cave.

"Sim, do you realize your attitude is a serious breach of our conduct code?" How can she be calm? She should be lashing at him! He deserves it.

He hesitates. "I do, Mrs. Denham, but let me explain. I-"

"I'm sorry, I just can't let it slide. There's video footage I can't ignore." I rub my hands against each other. I'm ready to gloat about his failure on his face. He'll learn the lesson the hard way and realize he can't refuse my offers and get scot free.

"Therefore, I have no other choice than let you go. This was your last day, Sim. You may collect your things." He bows and leaves the office without saying a word.

I flash the least natural and sincere smile ever. "Thank you, Mrs. Denham. I couldn't let that creep harass me or students anymore. I had to take action."

"That's fine, Lane. You can go, as well."

I obey and leave the room. I feel like jumping up and down. I can't wait to see Himchan one last time to snatch his belongings, throw them in the trash and insult him one last time.

Unfortunately, my celebration plans are ruined from the get go. I feel two hands grabbing both of my shoulders. No, neither of them is Himchan's. Who the fuck is it, then?

I turn to meet the most unpleasant surprise of the day. Selena. She's not alone. Lizzie, another colleague of ours, is with her. Consider that the former has tried to destroy my plot, I have no reasons for talking to her or her bootylicking minion.

"What the fuck do you want, Selena? Go away, traitor!" I yell, completely ignoring Lizzie. Both of them are furious.

"You... You did get him expelled, Kari! I can't believe you stooped so low!" exclaims Selena. "What's next, getting him jailed?"

Lizzie chimes in. "Don't give her ideas, Selena. I can't believe he's out and you, with your pathetic little plots, are still here. Shame on you, Kari!"

I try to justify myself. "You don't understand! He was faking it all! He tried to pass off as a nice guy and paid us back with bullshit. I-"

Selena interrupts me. "Stop it, Kari. You're lying. You edited the videos to frame Himchan, didn't you?"

"Just admit you acted because he rejected you," adds Lizzie. These two daughters of a bitch are pissing me off. How dare they?

"So what? I had to teach him a lesson!"

"The only one who needs a lesson is you, twat!" Selena's insult echoes through the hall. I can't believe I was friends with this woman. She thinks she can defend a nobody over me and get away with it.

"Fuck you, bitch. I don't wanna see you again, okay? You'd better look for a new job, because I'll ruin you." She and Lizzie, as I expect, run away, their heads low. Those two losers need to know their place once for all.

Everyone has to know I'm done with Selena. If she and her new buddy don't stop running their mouths, I'll make them shut up forever.