ROT IN HELL!

YOU DON’T DESERVE TO BE HERE!

DIE, YOU !

     Her phone rings and she cringes when she sees his number flashing on her screen. Is he calling because he knows what’s happening to her right now? She slides her thumb on the screen to cancel his call and quickly revert a message to tell him she’s currently engaged at the moment and she cannot answer his call.

     With a heavy feeling— of guilt, misery— Jung Soojung fought back the tears as her eyes run on every word written on her locker. She imagined that college would be different from high school but with the experiences her co-Majors did to her, maybe it wasn’t really the case. She doesn’t understand why she has to go through various types of bullying— calling out names, making fun of— to name a few when she doesn’t even try to stand out of the crowd. As much as possible, she tried her best to act like a shadow— hidden at the back.

     “Is this the reason why you cannot answer your call? To clean your bullies’ mess?”

     She gasps.

     “I’m going to make sure whoever did these to you will suffer.” A threatening cold voice roared into the area, sending cold shivers down her spine making her tremble in fear. She was indeed in fear— not that she’ll be hurt by him but for the persons behind all this. She feared that whatever he had said would come true.  Standing behind her with a very frightening dark rage of aura surrounding him was none other than Oh Sehun, the man every student in their campus feared and admired by women. She can no longer see the warmth and love she adored about him so much but was masked by his deep-seated anger and frust