Should I forgive

Protesting

Sasha ran to the Rector's office and there happened to be a coach and also the Rector who was waiting for the Minister's arrival.

The minister will make a large donation earlier this year. And the files will be brought this afternoon to be handed over to the Rector. The Minister has promised the Rector to make a large donation and renovation of the front of the campus.

It certainly did not escape the approval of the Rector to give the opportunity to Catrine to compete and become a representative of the university.

Sasha stood at the door and held the handle. He hesitated to go in there. But he finally ventured to go inside.

Geck, tok, tok.

The teacher and coach who were talking turned to the door.

Sasha entered and stood in front of the Rector and coach who had apparently worked together to make a unilateral decision.

"Sasha?" ask them simultaneously. They think Sasha will be home tomorrow. But today he was allowed to go home earlier than before.

"Your feet seem to have healed." Said Rector. They stared at Sasha's healed legs, but it only appeared from the outside, because the doctor still forbade Sasha to run.

"You look confused. What's the need? Say?" The coach asked when he saw Sasha was confused.

Sasha herself just stood and stood still while staring at them in turn. He wanted to talk about his name not being registered in the competition.

"My name, why is it not my name that is registered to represent this university?" sasha asked as she looked at the Rector and coach alternately.

"Ohh that," the Rector smiled as if nothing had happened. And as if it was just a matter and a small thing to him.

"Your name we had to change to Catrine. Because we're worried that your leg will get injured if you push yourself. The doctor also forbids you to run, right?" Ask Rector.

"But my leg is healed. The doctor did forbid me to run, but I did not feel any pain while running. And I'm sure I can run like I did." Sasha said as she stared expectantly for them to believe her.

"But we can't take any chances. We don't want anything bad to happen during the game. It's a big-scale game, and we have to send in a professional runner." Coach says.

"Do you mean my father is unprofessional? I even still run around with my leg hurt and prove I'm capable." Sasha then tried to convince the coach and the rector to change his decision.

"That's what I mean. When you know your leg is hurt, you don't have to run. That's very risky. And it's not professional. You should take a break and resign if something like that happens. And it doesn't make us this dilemma. You're only a few seconds from Catrine. And you're the winner. But physically, we're more likely to trust Catrine's ability and that's why we signed him up, and your name is there, too, but as a backup runner." The coach tried to make Sasha understand the reason.

But Sasha was convinced that was not the main reason. The coach is currently backing him to move on to the next competition. But now it seems to be more supportive of Catrine than she is. Something must have happened behind all this.

Sasha said inwardly that the decision they made was impressed by someone's orders. And Sasha could guess, who else could have arranged all this, if not the Minister.

Even Sasha himself once faced head-to-head and witnessed with his own eyes how the Minister influenced his friends. And how he tried to bribe everyone so that Catrine could win the championship and move on to the next competition.

"Reserve runner?" sasha didn't believe what she heard.

"Yes. You as a backup runner if the main runner can not or is obstructed, then you will replace him," said the coach as he looked at the Rector.

"But...."

"If you want to keep running, then from tomorrow you can train with Catrine. Although as a backup runner, but you still have to practice, right? If the main runner is sick or for some reason can not follow the race, then you will replace him. Trust me. It's for your own good." The coach tried to convince Sasha.

Sasha fell silent and stared blankly at the coach's face.

"All right." Finally Sasha looked down and left the room.

Arrived in Sasha's room.

"What are you doing there?" regan asked Sasha who suddenly ran away from his room and went straight to the Rector's office.

"I want clarity. Why wasn't my name registered? It's precisely Catrine's name that was registered without my permission." Sasha said annoyed.

"Don't I tell you from the beginning not to take part in this match. You know this is just part of politics. There are people behind all this" Regan said emotionally.

"You know that too?"

"That's why I forbid you to come along and finally what I was afraid of happened as well. You'll be disappointed with the result."

Sasha down.

Then suddenly he lifted his face.

"No! I will continue to compete until the end. They want me to be a backup runner. And I will train even if only as a backup runner. If my luck is good, then...what if suddenly the main runner is sick? Shouldn't I replace him?" Sasha said after thinking with a cold head.

It is not easy to change the decisions made by them. They have the authority and many acquaintances to support it. Even if Sasha protested, it seemed like a waste of time.

Catrine's name was already there. The public knows it too. Positive support for Catrine and Sasha continued to be written in the comments column. The name of the university where he forged his knowledge would also be a public conversation if he said the truth, that is what Sasha considered.

He did not want the already calm atmosphere to suddenly become rowdy due to his clarification. There will be a lot of reporters in front of the university building. There will be many people who try to meet him and want to know the truth.

Sasha thought the matter would be even more complicated if there was clarification from her.

"You're still stubborn. You know I'm very worried about this attitude of yours." Regan said while looking at her increasingly sore hands.

"Why hands?" Sasha asked as she looked at Regan's injured hand from punching through the wall as she left the office before coming to the hospital.

"Can you get hurt like this? Did you hit someone? But strange. You hit, why are you the one who got hurt?" sasha asked Regan.

"Yes, it's like you. You're the champion, but you're the one who's being persecuted."

"Ahkp. I'm talking about you. You pity me." Sasha's grudge was upset at feeling pitied.

Finally Sasha bengun and walked in search of the medicine box. After meeting Sasha, he opened it.

Just about to stand up suddenly Elena came over and looked straight at Regan.

When he looked at Regan he saw the back of Regan's hand that was in her arms was injured.

Even though she was shocked and immediately approached Sasha who was holding a medicine box.

"Let me treat." Said Elena who was indeed majoring in medicine. Feeling that someone was more competent when it came to treating wounds, Sasha invited him.

Although Sasha sees Regan winking, so she can treat him, Sasha is also too reluctant to marry Elena's help, how could he let her down after what Elena did and Elena helped so that she could run and become a champion.

With a smile Sasha gave the medicine box to Elena. Sasha pretends not to understand Regan's intentions and doesn't see her back.