Cheongryon High School. The School of the wealthy. Many people either had to pay bags to get in. Others had to be born into the family of one of the councils. But you, you were an exception. You got in on a scholarship. Most students accepted via scholarships were taught to learn their place and keep their head down.

The High School was run by one singular student, Kang Minho. Whatever he'd say was the rule, and nobody could rebel against it.

Minho's great grandfather was the founder of the School, therefore allowing Minho to rule the school. Not even teachers were allowed to discipline him. Otherwise, their lives would be ruined.

On your first day of the school, you walked into the school, looking around at the sight of the prestigious school. As you walk in, your eyes are stuck on the floor, as many of the students look at you, mostly with disgust. That was when someone run past you, barging past your shoulder. You look at the person, and it was Minho. He looks down at you with disgust, but as he takes in your appearance, his eyes soften slightly. He then regains his composure.

"Watch yourself, scholarship.."