Chapter 6 — Twenty Years of Reclaiming Justice

It is this ideology of achievement that comes first that nourishes the living ground for school violence. I will destroy that rotten land with my own hands.

“Principal Vuong.”

“My request is still three things.”

"The first."

“Trieu Khai must publicly apologize to my daughter in front of all teachers and students in the school.”

“Then he was forced to drop out of school and leave this place.”

"Until the educational agency makes an official decision, Luu Diem's photo and all of her violations must be published on the school's notice board."

“So that everyone can clearly see what is the moral decline of the teaching profession.”

I stopped for a moment. Look him straight in the eyes.

“This is also the most important thing.”

“The school must publicly apologize to my daughter.”

“At the same time, I apologize to all students who have been victims of school violence.”

“Immediately establish a school violence prevention team.”

“Promulgate regulations for strict handling and publicizing them to the entire society.”

“If you can't do these three things…”

I looked at the four boys standing next to me.

“We will use our own way to solve it.”

Tham Chu stepped forward.

“Principal Vuong.”

“The building I donated to the school will stop construction from tomorrow.”

“Not only that.”

"I will mobilize all businesses that are sponsoring Duc Tai to withdraw capital."

"At the same time, we recommend that the authorities reassess the entire operating conditions of the school."

Luc Minh stepped up.

“I will represent all students who have been bullied and their families to file a class action lawsuit against Duc Tai school.”

“The compensation level will be enough that the school cannot bear it.”

Tieu Nhien smiled lightly.

“From today onwards.”

"Any negative news related to Duc Tai will appear on the national hot news board in the shortest possible time."

“I will make the word ‘school violence’ a label that you can never remove.”

Co Bac said nothing. He just took out his phone. Open a photo. Vuong Kien Nghiep is holding a young girl's waist in front of a hotel. Extremely intimate gesture. See that photo. Vuong Kien Nghiep's legs were soft. I almost knelt down on the spot. That's the lover he kept outside. No one at school knew. He didn't understand how they got that photo. But he knows very well. Just need the photo to be made public. His position as principal also ended. Four levels of pressure. Each floor has enough power to crush him. Vuong Kien Nghiep's last psychological line of defense completely collapsed. He no longer had any hope.

"I agree!"

“I agree completely!”

“I accept all requests!”

He nodded continuously like chopping wood.

“Don't worry, Mrs. On!”

“I will handle it immediately!”

“I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!”

He turned and ran away. Running and tripping. The appearance of struggling was pathetic. There is no longer any majesty of a principal. The school gate gradually became quiet again. The students involved in the bullying were also taken home one by one by their parents. Before leaving. They all bowed their heads and apologized to me deeply. In their eyes, there was only fear left. Today's lesson will follow them throughout their lives. Everything is temporarily closed. I turned around. Look at his four sons. The coldness and murderous intent above Their faces have disappeared. Only heartache remains for his mother and sister. Tham Chu stepped forward. The voice calmed down.

“Let us take mom home to rest first.”

I look at the children. Gently shook his head.

“Nguyet Nguyet is still at the hospital.”

“If she wakes up and doesn't see her mother, she'll be scared.”

The four men were all silent. His eyes turned slightly red. Because they all understand. After today's battle. The person who needs protection the most... is still her younger sister lying alone on that hospital bed. I shook my head.

“Go to the hospital.”

“Mom wants to wait for Nguyet Nguyet to wake up.”

I want to tell her that myself. Nguyet Nguyet. Mom has asked for justice for me. Right at that moment. My phone rings. It's a strange number. I hesitated for a few seconds then picked up the phone. On the other end of the line, the nurse's worried voice rang out.

“Excuse me, is this a family member of patient Tham Nguyet Nguyet?”

“Please return to the hospital immediately.”

My heart immediately sank.

"What's up?"

“Did something happen to Nguyet Nguyet?”

“The patient has regained consciousness.”

“But... her mood is very unstable right now.”

"She kept crying, no matter how much we tried to comfort her, we couldn't comfort her."