Chapter 7

I stood there, stunned. It had only been a day and a night since yesterday, and she had suddenly changed completely.

In the crowd, I saw Blake, the person who had truly assaulted her that night.

Someone nearby was holding a phone, starting to record.

The more people there were, the straighter Tiffany stood, as if being assaulted wasn’t shameful now, but something to brag about. “It was him! That night, he had evil intentions towards me!”

Besides the students leaving school, there were parents picking up their kids and passersby at the gate. Everyone leaned in, trying to catch what was being said.

“Oh my god, Alex Miller, our class genius, is an attacker? That can’t be true!”

“Yeah, he’s always so polite to girls. How could this happen?”

“Some people just put on a holier-than-thou act, but deep down, their minds are rotten and their hearts are vicious.”

“Tiffany is our school’s campus beauty; she was really… by her own classmate?”

“Yesterday, Dean Miller took both of them to the police station; so that’s what it was about.”

“I don’t believe Alex Miller would do something like this. He’s got a guaranteed spot at an Ivy League university, a bright future ahead of him. Why would he do something so disgusting? I’m with Alex Miller.”

“Yeah, I also think Alex Miller is innocent. On the other hand, this campus beauty, Tiffany, has always used her looks to hook up with countless guys. Who knows who she was flirting with or who assaulted her?”

…

Everyone was chattering, but it was already different from my last life.

In my past life, everyone watched as the police took me away. I was so nervous and scared that I didn't know how to defend myself.

Later, Blake even sent people to spread all sorts of rumors about me online, and all the students sided with her, convinced that I was the one who assaulted Tiffany.

Actually, many people knew that Tiffany didn't exactly have a clean reputation.

Our families lived in the same complex, and on the way to and from school, I often saw her with different guys.

So, I should thank her for throwing that tantrum at the school gate yesterday; it gave the students room to think.

Plus, I was much calmer than in my last life. I knew how to explain and refute, and everything was slowly changing.

I calmly looked at her. “Is the police station yours to command? Yesterday, your statement was that I was just passing by. How did I suddenly become the attacker today?”

“You threatened me and made me say that.” Tiffany said it without batting an eye, looking at the officer beside her. “Quick, arrest him!”

The officer took out handcuffs, ready to cuff me.

Before I could speak, a tall, dark figure rushed over and blocked the officer. “I was at the police station yesterday too. Tiffany clearly stated then that the attacker was someone else. Why has she suddenly changed her story today? And you’re just going to put handcuffs on him, without any concrete