Yoseob sat alone at lunchtime. Who on earth would sit with such a stranger in a strange land like that, especially this apathetic school? Yoseob sat quiet at a freaking noisy cafeteria. Other students ate and chat mirthfully. Yeah, no one needs him. No one needs a good student like that in this bad school.

"Is there anybody like me in this place?", he thought.

Suddenly, he felt somebody tapped his shoulder. He turned back. It was the boy that Junhyung hit him.

"Uhh, sorry, can I sit with you? This room is full."

Yoseob nodded friendly, noticed the badge on his uniform: Lee Kikwang, class 12-B. Kikwang's face had lots of bruise and cut. It was probably from Junhyung.

"What happened to your face?" Yoseob asked and intended to touch his face but Kikwang flicked his hand off.

"Arh, just...uhm...nothing. I just...fight. But ... that happens everyday. Don't care about it."

"Are you ... bullied?"

Kikwang sighed and nodded.

"You should know that there are plenty of bullies around the school, uh, Yo... (looked at the badge) ...seob."

"Yong Junhyung?"

"Ihm? You know him?" Kikwang surprised. How could a new recruit like him know a rather unpopular bully?

"No, I saw him in the school."

"Beware! He is one of the most aggressive and ferocious bully, although he's lone."

"Lone? I thought that bullies work toghether!"

"His only fellow is Son Dongwoon in class 10-A. But t