"Responsibility!"
Lynch repeated the word once more, his tone intensified, lending the word suddenly more weight.
He looked at everyone, even pausing to glance at the President and the school's board members beside him.
Perhaps his earlier words were not very pleasant, as he exposed the ugliness of capital to the sunlight, which burned some souls.
But just a word, and everything was sublimed!
Responsibility!
It has magical power, at this moment, it is bestowed with greater significance and value.
The capitalists love it because they know the people love it too!
"Responsibility, a word everyone can spell, but few can fulfill."
"And that is what I want to say to everyone."
"When you, when we, leave this relaxed environment, step into new positions, and begin a new life, remember, the power in our hands is not capital to harm others at will."
"Rather, it's a form of responsibility!"
