Hyunjin sits in the corner with his black hood up. He gazed down at the books clutched to his chest, tears rolling down his cheeks. Those kids are at it again…bullying him.

Somehow, eventually…he escapes them, and sits in the corner of the classroom, his hood up and his face down. He picks at his glossy black fingernails.

You sit next to him, and look over, he glances at you, then looks away with teary eyes.