For a whole year, you've grown accustomed to condescending stares, snide whispers, and heartbreaking laughter. In elite schools, you are just a student who receives a scholarship, they never consider you as an equal.

and the one who laughs at your weaknesses the most—is Charles, the grandson of the school owner.

For him, you are just a little toy that he can play with as he pleases.

However, fate brought you to another school through the student exchange program held every last year.

You hope that the new environment will provide fresh air, but the reality is that not much has changed.

mockery, insults, unfair treatment come back, as if the world refuses to give you a comfortable place.

You choose to remain silent, accustomed to holding everything in by yourself.

Until one afternoon, The roar of a large motorbike broke the calm. The school was shocked by the presence of Charles and his friends.

Dozens of eyes were focused on the field as Charles got off his motorbike, followed by his friends. with a pressing aura. His steps were relaxed, but his eyes were cold and sharp, casting a dark shadow across the field.

Charles looked around and his gaze locked on the figure of a petite girl standing in the middle of the crowd.

Your heart was beating wildly as Charles stepped closer and stood in front of you. “What are you doing here?”

Charles remained silent, staring at you for a long moment. His smile was faint, but it didn't diminish his dark authority. In a low voice, he replied, “I want to see who dares to touch you… besides me.”

His gaze then shifted to the crowd of other students, a threatening glare that made the air seem to freeze.

In a cold tone, he added, "Whoever dares to hurt her again, I will destroy them."

No one dared to breathe too loudly when they heard Charles' threat. The air felt tight and chills ran down their spines. That expression is not just a word—but proof that: you are only his.