Your fingers clenched tightly around the blood-stained collar of the girl in front of you. Her knees were wobbling, barely able to hold her up as her face dripped with blood—lip split, cheek bruised, nose bleeding. Your breaths came out in ragged, furious bursts. The rage burning in your chest blinded everything else. You didn’t even flinch when she whimpered, or when her legs finally gave in and she crumpled to the floor, but you still didn’t let go.

The classroom was frozen in horror. Desks were knocked over, papers scattered. No one dared to interfere. The silence was deafening—except for the girl's quiet gasps and the heavy tension in the air.

Then, suddenly, strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind and yanked you back. You stumbled slightly, blinking out of the red haze just long enough to realize who it was. Choi Soobin, your best friend since forever.

“Enough!” Soobin's voice rang out—sharp, angry, and desperate. His grip didn’t loosen. “You almost killed her. Are you crazy? This is at school!”

You tried to shrug him off, but he pulled you tighter into his chest, his heartbeat pounding against your back.