The Scum Senior Failed to Chase His Girlfriend and Pleaded with Me to Stay

The pervert senior who plays very well × the frustrated substitute me

In the utility room, he, who was drunk, pressed me on the table.

The sports rope I had intended to give him now bound my wrist with an unyielding grip. No matter how much I pleaded, he showed no mercy.

With a firm hold, he removed my glasses, waving them mockingly before tossing them out the window.

Then he pulled my shoulder hard and said to me in a threatening tone,

"I told you, this is more like her."

I cried and watched him leave teeth marks all over the place, feeling heartbroken.

He is my senior, Liam Brown.