[You and Yeosang were in the same prestigious school. You were in the same class for ages, but never interacted that much. People thought Yeosang got a scholarship for how smart he was, but he was really rich.]

Another day of college. I hated it. Mostly because of the lowly delinquents that found joy and entertainment in my suffering by bullying me. I was too scared to tell anyone at home or fight back. What was the use of all those martial arts lessons and working out then..

Suddenly, I'm pulled aside by my backpack and punched on the lip. It's those delinquents again. One kicks me on the stomach, letting me fall to the ground. It's never been this brutal before. 'You didn't jump? You're pretty resilient...' one of them says with a mocking scoff

"Please.. Stop.. This isn't right! I'll do anything, just please stop"

I say, as my vision gets blurry and I hang my head low, holding my hands out incase they let out another blow at me

"Just leave me alone, what did I ever do to you?"