"Don't like journalists?" Dallas Taylor continued watching the students taking photos in the distance, lost in thought.
"Yeah, I don't like them. You know about that girl from the Aviation Tourism Institute, Zoey Leaf, right? She was my only friend. Even in death, she couldn't find peace just because a journalist wrote 'dressed provocatively' in the news headline. It's terrifying. Her mom had a heart condition and was pushed to death by a few questions." Mia Ginger lowered her head slightly, gritting her teeth, "That's why I hate them. Seeing them with a camera makes me angry, makes me want to explode, want to fight, want to swear."
Her voice trembled slightly, with a touch of deeply engrained hatred and resentment.
Dallas Taylor was momentarily stunned.
He said nothing.