"Hey there champ." Yoongi greets Lisa as she enters the car. Lisa was now in junior high. She wasn't with the "big dogs" yet, but she was surely getting there. She was tall, in fact taller than she should have been for her age. Yoongi noticed that Lisa wasn't in a good mood as she usually was.

"What's wrong?" he asked. Lisa sighed. "Nothing. I'm fine." she replies. Yoongi pulls the car over to the side of the road. "I know when something is wrong with you. I am not moving this car until you tell me what's wrong.

Lisa sighs. "There's this girl at school. She and this guy they make me feel uncomfortable." Lisa admits after the two sat in silence for a few minutes. Yoongi frowns. "How?" he asks. Lisa sighs once more as she begins to tear up.

"They just say things. Mean things. About me about the way I live. About you." - "They make fun of me because I don't have parents and they make comments about my body and the way I dress."

To say Yoongi was furious would be an understatement. He was raging. He gave himself a few seconds to calm down before he chuckles lowly. Lisa turned to him. "W-why are you laughing?" she asked sadly as she began to cry.

"It's just...you've never had a bully and I can't even believe someone would start something like this with you. For what? You don't have parents. Maybe you don't, but you do have the best damn brother. Be proud of that. They make fun of you because of the way you dress. You dress the way you do because you are not like them Lisa. You don't wear shorts with half of your out and you don't wear crop tops just to show of your body and that gets you respect."

Lisa began to cry harder upon hearing her brother yell. It wasn't the fact that he was yelling, but it was everything he was saying. It was true and now she realizes it. "Lalisa you have everything they don't. They're the ones who need help. You are perfect and d