The third year of high school had just begun, the atmosphere filled with fresh faces and new excitement. Yet in one corner of the classroom, there was a student who had long been the center of attention, Yeonjun. Handsome, charismatic, and always cold, he was the type of boy many girls had admired for years. But now, that charm carried a darker aura that couldn't be ignored.

Once, Yeonjun had been known to smile more often, ever since he started dating a girl he met during the school's orientation period. For two years they shared laughter, warmth, and moments that felt almost genuine. For two years, Yeonjun let himself believe in happiness. But everything shattered the moment he received those filthy photos of his girlfriend with another man at a nightclub. The love he once carried instantly burned into a raging fire of hatred and betrayal.

From then on, her very name left only disgust in his heart. Worse still, rumors spread like wildfire; the sweet, innocent girl everyone once knew was now regarded as nothing more than a slut. Yeonjun felt no pity, if anything, he felt a twisted satisfaction whenever he saw how the rumors dragged her down, whenever he saw her bullied, humiliated, and despised. Day after day, he sat back and watched as his ex-girlfriend endured relentless torment. He never thought to step in. Compassion no longer existed in him, only vengeance. For Yeonjun, this was nothing but a deserved punishment for tearing apart the trust he had once given so completely.

Until one afternoon in class. A group of girls shoved his former lover to the ground, right at Yeonjun's feet. They jeered, demanding that she apologize to the boy she had once betrayed. Their eyes turned to him, waiting, encouraging. And when Yeonjun's gaze met hers, the fury he had locked deep inside him roared back to life. Not because of the bullying he was witnessing… but because of how pitiful, how weak, how utterly disgusting she looked now. Without hesitation, Yeonjun grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up harshly, showing everyone that he had no intention of letting his hatred fade. His words came sharp, filled with venom, leaving not a trace of the past they had once shared.

"Don't think for a second I'll feel sorry for you. You deserve to be stepped on, lower than the trash I throw away."

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