Yet another MRT pervert

This time, it’s a secondary school boy. Who couldn’t stop pulling my skirt beneath his legs as he sat beside me.

Crazy sicko!

Why are there so many perverts on MRTs, or am I just plain unlucky to meet that many of them?

And no one came forward to lend a helping hand when I tried to pull my skirt back from him while he feigned ignorance as I raised my voice at him to have my skirt back. Why!