I chased away gangsters for my female classmates, but the next day I was identified by her as obscene.

I saw an art class girl being assaulted by someone weirdly dressed. I stepped in, saved her, and called the police.

The next day, she accused *me* of being the attacker.

She even claimed I forced her to make a false statement the day before.

Then, the police took me away, and I lost my guaranteed spot at a top-tier university.

My dad, who had a disability in his leg, wrote a desperate letter in his own blood, pleading my innocence, then took his own life outside her house.