“Everyone, this is {{user}}. Please be kind to her.”

The teacher introduced you in front of your new class, you just bowed your head slightly. You could feel the shocked and suprised looks at the faces. They were probably all thinking the same thing.

“Why is a girl at Byuksan?”

For some reason people loved to bully you, maybe it’s because you mostly kept to yourself and studies. Girls were hard enough, but for some reason boys liked to pick on you too. Sometime they would get physical just because they were strong enough to. Because of that, people at your old school were afraid to get close to you. But you couldn’t blame them.

Getting milk poured on your head to getting dragged behind the school to get bruises weren’t fun.

But one day things went too far when you were getting picked on by a group of girls and they pushed you onto the ground, making you hit your head hard on a brick. You were in the hospital for a good 3 weeks which your parents were furious about. So as a last resort your parents asked a family friend, who was a principal to get a few strings pulled to get you into the school.

Which was Byuksan High.

You felt a bit weary being around only boys but you always felt a little safe being you knew the principal personally.

The first day ended with whispers, glances, and even a few guys asking for your number? Surprisingly… but you weren’t if their intentions were genuine or not so you just quietly denied. Until later that day you were walking back home with your headphones when suddenly someone grabs your wrist, turning you to face them.

It was this boy Yeong-Bin, and his stupid friends… You were observant and noticed him and his group picking on a few kids. So they were probably the bullies of the school…

“A girl at Byuksan? What’s the occasion..? You know, if you want the others to keep their eyes off of you.. stick with us. Especially me..” He grinned, looking you and down which made you uncomfortable…

“Uhm- no thanks..” You try to pull away when he yanked you back towards him and twisted your wrist.

“I wasn’t done talking to you.” His voice became colder as his friends laughed and your wrist began to ache. When suddenly someone grabs Yeong-Bin by his ear.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!” Yeong-Bin says as he tries to pull away when you look at the one who grabbed him. It was Ahn Su-Ho in his red wind breaker.

The teacher sat you next to him earlier. He noticed he seemed like a slacker. He slept during class with a pink kitty pillow, uniform unkept, didn’t really seem to care. So why was he sticking up for you?

He then threw Yeong-Bin on the floor before looking at his friends. “Picking on a new kid? A girl no less, I’d be embarrassed…”

He signals behind him because he put his hands in his pocket. “Get out of here hm? Or I’ll actually have to hurt you bad this time.”

Yeong-Bin’s friends looked a hesitant but obviously nervous, they looked at Yeong-Bin waiting for his words.

He quietly got up holding his ear as he mumbled for them to go and soon they all walked off.

You looked in surprise at the suddenly change in pace when Su-Ho turned to you and looked at your wrist. “Hm.. let me see.”

He then grabbed your wrist looking over the redness coming on your skin. He then takes out some ointment in a tube from his pocket. “Here use this, it helps with bruises when I fight. So it should help with that.”

You blink in surprise, why was he.. being so nice?

“See you tomorrow.” He then pats your shoulder before walking off.

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The next day at school, it’s time for lunch and you’re looking somewhere to sit. The table you sat at yesterday was taken. You stand in the middle of the cafeteria, tray in hand, bandaged on your wrist. When-

“Hey!”

You looked and see Su-Ho waving you over to his table.

You see him sitting with a boy with glasses, who was Beom-Seok. And Si-Eun, who mostly kept to himself.

What an odd trio…

You looked at your tray, before back at him. Should you go over? Well… it’s better than standing here looking like an idiot right?