It’s recess; you went to the toilet and asks Hae Ri to go to the cafeteria without you. You stare at the mirror and tied your hair back; revealing your bruised and scarred face. You sighed at the sight and daps some medication lotion on the bruises and cuts.

“Well, isn’t it the infamous in our school?” a girl snickered and twirls her hair

“God, Jira, you remind me a lot of a from Odun, she keeps calling others when she’s the real …” you look up and smirk at Jira “Just.Like.You.” you untie your hair and slip the lotion into your bag

“You !” she smacks you across the face “Don’t think you’re so rich that you’ll be safe and all! You don’t deserve to be here! Cheap! Useless! !” her friend calms her down, your cheek got redder because of the slap

“Tell me Jira, how many guys did you sleep? How many times do you bring a guy when your parents are away?” you snicker and look at her “No wonder Tae Jun won’t even look at you, let alone to touch you. You’re used, thrown out and…” before you could finish, she pushes you with all her will onto the wall and you fall unconscious on the floor because your head hit the wall hard

“Jira! God! This is not good!” Jue shook Jir