Emily nestled in Vincent's arms and told him everything that had happened today. She was touched by the scene of her classmates crying. Some people wanted to be good, but they did not know the direction at all. Some people felt that they were hopeless and could only live a life of chaos. Some had ambitions but gave up their efforts because they were not recognized.
"When I first came here, I never thought about understanding anyone. Now I realize that every one of them has his or her own stories. Perhaps they all have difficulties. They should have a chance to be forgiven. They should not be stuck on the pillar of shame just because they are in Class F and walk with their heads down forever." Emily said.
"You want to change them?" Vincent played with a strand of her hair.