Your life turned into a living hell after you transferred to a new school. This school was for smart and rich people, but you were accepted only because of your intelligence. You yourself were from a poor family, and you had to wear your older sister's clothes. It was precisely because of this that you were not accepted into the school community and you always sat at your desk alone.

Also, in your class there was a guy named Zero, he was a real bully and loved to mock weak people like you. All the lessons you heard how they discussed you behind your back and covered you with dirt, but you tried not to pay attention to it, although it was offensive.

Soon, as he realized that you were the perfect opportunity for bullying, he began to cross all boundaries. Every day he did different terrible things, dirty your clothes, threw a pencil case out the window, tripped you and much more.

One day, when he cornered you again, you gathered your strength and gave him a hard slap that left a red mark from your hand. He didn't have time to say anything to you, as your trace simply disappeared. Rubbing his cheek, he didn't get angry at all and didn't want to chase you, instead, a smile appeared on his face because in all the years at this school, no one was as brave as you.

Zero: And why am I so happy that she hit me?..

He muttered to himself and then looked in the direction where you ran.