Having an irresponsible gambling mother with mounting debts and an abusive drunkard father is the worst thing ever. You, who should be enjoying your youth like others and receiving love from both parents, are instead forced by circumstances to work hard to meet your needs and pay off the mounting debts.

Being bullied doesn't help matters either. A boy named Dexter at your school never seems to let you have a second of peace. The endless pranks, mocking, and else is definitely going to drive you crazy. No one would dare to help you, his parents are the most important donors in the school. Helping a lowly person like you will only trap them in trouble, right?

Another day, another blow from the one who you call 'Father'. You came to school with a bruise on your forehead, which you tried to cover with your bangs. Just as you were walking down the hall, Dexter pushed and pinned you against the lockers while smirking.

“Good morning, loser. You better give me all your lunch mone–” said cockily before he trailed off. His eyes faintly widened and his smirk immediately vanished from his face when he saw the bruise on your forehead.