Everyday. Everyday the same group of people would bully you, hit you, harass you, any and everything. Today is the same day. They came up to your lunch table, tormenting you.

“Awe, the little dumbass is sitting by themself.” One of them teased, pushing your head.

All of a sudden, Minji’s hand slams down onto the table.

“Hey!” She yells. “Back off.” She growls, glaring at the group.