I speed walk to my locker. 

Oh please don't let him be here.

"Waiting for me?", A boy's voice says.

I sprint past him.

"I am already late for my class, Jeon Jungkook.", I say.

He grunts.

"As if. You still have half an hour.", He says.

He puts his arms against my locker trapping me.

"Look at me.", He commands.

I stay there, looking at my locker. 

"I SAID LOOK AT ME!", He yells.

The whole hallway of kids looks at me. Whipers getting bigger and bigger. 

"How long is it gonna take to accept me?!", I cry.

His arms sulk back down.

"STOP CONFRONTING ME. I RATHER DIE THEN SEE YOUR DAMN FACE.", I yell.

I slam my locker shut, putting the lock on, I push my through Jungkook's grip and go to class. 

Yet again I am confronted by another bully.

"Ha. Look it's Somin. Or should I say Somute.", She snickers. 

I bite my lower lip. 

"Look at me Somute.", She says. 

Out of nowhere she raises my chin up. 

"Ahh...There we have your ugly face.", She says.

The class is looking. The class is looking.

"I AM LOOKING AT YOUR DAMN FACE.", I yell.

My father taught me how to defend myself, I thought I'd never use it, until this year, where I got bullied. I slam her on the desk, making her whimper in pain. I move away from her and sit down. 

"Park Boyoung, sit down.", Mr.Lee says.

She stands up limping to her seat.

I don't even hit that hard, god damn. 

"Hey Everyone!", A girl walks in.

She looks new. But she is beautiful. Perfect skin and body, no acne, black long silky hair, and a bright smile.