My Meek Desk Mate Is the Secret School Tyrant Chapter 18

My Meek Desk Mate Is the Secret School Tyrant Chapter 18

That was the moment Rusty came out, dragging the Roots-guy with him.

The bruised, defeated guy stared at us, stunned. “Holy shit. The bully’s getting slapped by the former bully

now.”

Rusty reacted fast. Covered his mouth. Dragged him backward. Fled.

Faster than a rabbit. Didn’t look back.

Overnight, every bleached head in every nearby school went back to natural.

A new urban legend had spread. If you let your bleach grow out, if your roots showed, something would

come for you. Something bad.