Your Pov.

Stupid Jung Daehyun I repeated in my head as I walked to my locker.

I heard some books falling in the ground and I checked if it was any books from my locker but it wasn’t. I tilted my head to the side to notice that it belongs to a dark hair boy with his right arm injured.

“I think this is yours.” I handed him the books.

“Gomawo.” He replied struggling with what he was holding.

“Need help.” I smiled and stretched my hand out to take one of his thick text books.

“Khamsamida.” He bowed slightly. “I am Himchan by the way, senior.”

“Minah, Kim Minah, junior.”

“New here?” he asked and I nod my head.

Few minutes and we arrived at his class.

“See you around, thanks.” He said to me after I placed the books on his desk.

“No problem.” I smiled.

“Well I guess you started working as a slave.” One boy said, I tried to keep my smile. I noticed that Himchan gave him a glare, a deathly glare. Reminder, never make Himchan angry.

I got out of the classroom, heading to my class. Many bullied me. Bullies are increasing in number. But I made a friend at least. ^^