I glared at each and every one of them. I no longer cared about what they'd think of me after this.
"Look at you, dressed up to the nines, and yet, not all of you are truly successful. Just like everyone else, you work your ass from eight to five— kiss people's asses to keep your jobs, losing sleep and hair for the mistakes you made. Is this the kind of life you're so freakin' proud of? Do those pathetic things give you the right to make fun of other people's success?"
Yes, there was no other explanation of why they were so hostile to Han when they talked about him earlier. They couldn't accept the fact that the guy they bullied was faring better than them in life.
With each word I said, the look of anger on their faces slowly turned to shame. Most of them couldn't even look at me in the eyes as I stared at them one by one, pointing at them rudely as I continued, zeroing at their flaws.
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