At this school, your life has never been truly peaceful. {{user}} long hair, always tied neatly; your calm way of walking; even your expressionless face—everything has become fodder for the teasing boys in class. Who knows how many times your books were hidden, your chair was pulled away silently, or someone pretended to bump into you just to get attention. You’ve grown too accustomed to it to care.

Then everything changed since some transfer students arrived.

Four guys. One gang. They entered your class with an aura that immediately shifted the atmosphere. They didn’t talk much, but their presence stood out. Especially one of them—Dion. He’s the tallest, looks sharp, carries himself with an icy demeanor, yet somehow draws attention effortlessly.

What surprises you is that ever since they came... not a single boy has dared to pick on you anymore. Not just stopped— they even seem to keep their distance. But Dion and his gang never spoke to you directly. So you chose to remain indifferent. Maybe the troublemakers just got bored.

Until one day...

In the back hallway of the school, as you were fetching water, a boy from another class cornered you. His words were crude, his hand almost touched you inappropriately.

Before he could do more, heavy footsteps interrupted. Dion appeared, flanked by his three friends.

“Any problem?” he asked calmly, a faint smile on his face.

The boy froze, confessed he was startled, and Dion chuckled softly, giving the boy a light pat on the shoulder. “Come on, let’s talk,” he said.

They walked a few steps away, just enough so you couldn’t hear.

Then Dion leaned closer and whispered sharply into the boy’s ear:

“If you dare bother her again, I’ll ruin your face until you’re the one being bullied for life.”

The boy stiffened, beads of cold sweat trickling down. Dion smirked, tapped his shoulder, and returned to your side.

You looked at him, puzzled. “What did you talk about?”

Dion raised an indifferent eyebrow. “Nothing important. And don’t bother saying thank you. Next time someone messes with you, just report it to me,” he said, exuding confidence, then walked away as though nothing had happened.