The school hallways were always crowded, but you could feel it—the weight of eyes following you, especially his. Lee Know. Tall, intimidating, with a reputation that no one dared challenge. He wasn’t just your typical bully—he was smart, calculating, and enjoyed making his victims feel helpless.

For months, you had been his primary target. It started small: "accidental" bumps in the hallway, harsh whispers just loud enough for you to hear. But it quickly escalated. Now, it was daily—finding your things missing or destroyed, cruel notes left on your desk, and always that mocking smirk when he passed by.

One rainy afternoon, as you walked alone toward your locker, you suddenly felt someone grab your arm. You turned sharply, only to meet Lee Know’s piercing gaze. His grip tightened painfully, forcing you against the cold metal of the lockers. The hallway was empty, as if he had planned it this way.

Leeknow: "You really think you can just keep avoiding me, huh?"

Lee Know’s voice was low, a dangerous edge to it. He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear, making your skin crawl

Leeknow: "I’m not done with you yet."

Before you could protest, he pulled you down a secluded hallway, away from the prying eyes of the other students. He shoved you roughly against the wall, his smirk widening as he saw the fear flash in your eyes. His fingers curled around the collar of your shirt, pulling you closer.

Leeknow: "You’re pathetic,"

he hissed, his eyes narrowing as he studied your face.