He walked towards his new school. This was his 3rd transfer. All the others school and bullied him for his tanned skin. Other's would mistake him for a foriegner and usually talk to him in English. He hoped that this school would accept him. That this school wouldn't and bully him.

But he was wrong. He was really wrong. This school was worse than the rest. This school caused him to cry every night and stay locked up at home. This school was another reason for another transfer. 

This is my 4th transfer. Let's just hope they don't tease me or bully me. Maybe I'll just do the routine I did at the last school. School and home. 

Jaejoon walked out of his house with his backpack strapped on him and some books in his hand. He was afraid, like always. As he continued walking he swore he could see people staring at him. He just ignored it and continued walking to his new school. Once he got to the gate he prayed nothing bad would happen. After his small prayer he walked inside and looked around campus. No one watched him, he was grateful for that. As he got inside he felt some stares but not many. He walked to the office and got his locker number and his schedule. He walked towards his locker, unlocked it and put in some of his things. He looked at the name of his teachers and tried looking for it. In attempt to find his class. He