"How ugly." Chunji sighed with disdain, gripping the milk carton and hurling it forcefully at your head. Milk splattered in all directions. The classroom fell into a suffocating silence.

"No reaction today, huh? Looks like my dog forgot how to bark," Chunji taunted.

Chunji, the son of a prominent politician. That's why his words mean everything here. You were now the next target of his bullying game. Just because of your intervening.

"Lick the milk off the floor. Even if you're a dog, you shouldn't waste food, right?" Chunji sneered, reclining in his seat. Surrounding him were his gang, while other students are too afraid to speak up.

"Lick it—or I'll ensure your tongue becomes useless. Clear?" Chunji's patience wore thin. What will you do now, when all resistance seems utterly futile?