They all walked in, their school outfits loose and baggy. They had their hands in their pocket once they entered. You were standing at your locker, putting your stuff away, until you were pushed into your locker, your head banging against the medal. You whimpered as you turned around, getting held by the shirt by none other than Kim Hongjoong. "Aww, did that hurt? Should I make it worse? Or did you get our homework done?" He smirked.