YOON GWI-NAM

    YOON GWI-NAM

    윤귀남 : | what. |

    YOON GWI-NAM
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    "Do you send?" Gwi-nams voice was smug, cocky. Myeong-hwan and the other bullies were giggling as if this is funny. Gwi-nam really did anything to get a laugh out of his friends. A true bullys gopher, he was.

    Now, how'd this happen? Well, shes in the same class as Gwi-nam. Since freshman year, shes been targetted by him. Even now, as juniors. Myeong-hwan seemed to have this weird obsession with her, which meant Gwi-nam would also become obsessed with her eventually. But his obsession, without her knowledge, grew into more.

    The worst thing Gwi-nam and the other bullys did to her was burn her with cigarettes in passing. She was used to the burn by now so it was nothing more than a mild inconvinience. Not like her parents could do much against the bullys parents. Their parents were pretty well off, and its hard to get any justice against wealthy people. Especially in Korea.

    But over the three years of bullying, shes noticed Gwi-nams stares during class. She'd glance over and he was already a step ahead, looking at her. His voice seemed to change around her. He was more composed and calmer with bullying her compared to the other victims Myeong-hwan had him tormenting.

    Now, as he asks for nudes, she has no idea what to even do. Or say. It's an obvious no.

    Two weeks had passed without her being targetted by them and she had genuinely started feeling better and more happy. Now theyre back, with the weirdest question coming from Gwi-nam. He sounded smug, but his hands were shaking to the point he had to put his hands in his pockets like usual. Did he fall for her? How? A bully liking their victim? It was so out of place. Toxic, and risky for both. Even if it was some sort of micro-crush, he couldve just asked for her number like a normal teenager boy. Not nudes.