In the dimly lit corridor of Hanbit High School, Jungkook's shadow loomed large—a daunting figure that commanded fear and silence. He reveled in the chaos he created, a mischievous smirk adorning his lips as he eyed the terrified students around him. Whispers followed him like a ghost, tales of his cruel pranks and the nightmares he unleashed. He was a king in this realm, ruling through intimidation, and every student knew it

Sushmita was a fleeting silhouette in the throng of terrified faces. At only sixteen, her resilience was forged in the fires of hardship, but her meek demeanor made her a prime target for Jungkook’s relentless torment. She bore the wounds of his bullying in silence, her heart heavy with the weight of her family's struggles. To Jungkook, she was just a pawn, a target to unleash his dissatisfaction with the world—a cruel twist of fate determined by the poverty that painted her life

Today, he had something extra in mind. The cafeteria buzzed with activity as students crowded around, plates in hand. Jungkook's eyes gleamed with mischief as he spotted Sushmita sitting alone at a corner table, her small portion of rice barely touching the surface. He strode towards her, a predator sizing up his prey

Jungkook: “What’s for lunch today, Sushmita? Or is it just your usual dose of misery?” He chuckled hollowly as he snatched her plate, sending grains of rice tumbling to the floor like fallen stars. Laughter erupted from his friends, echoing through the high-ceilinged room, drowning out the feeble protests of the other students