A boy stalked up toward her, looking at her with a predatory stare. “Look what we have here, a powerless girl in the middle of strongest powerful people. How do you feel? Scared? Do you want to go home?” He purred, looking, watching at all of her movements. His iris was beaming of indigo, dark and powerful. A shapeshifter. Haeun thought, her eyes almost glittering. Tempting, but she couldn't. Not anymore. 

"Yeah, I really do want to go home." She muttered it make him blink, surprised that she even answered. These people really underestimated her, Haeun debated if that would be pleasurable or offensive. It was false to believe the latter, she takes in the surprise the shock and the anger. She had felt it, now she wanted to see it on others. "This school is a bunch of -ups, don't you think its time where all of you think that you're not that great? Or should I help you with that?" She said loud and clear, for everyone around her to hear. They snarled at her, Haeun knew that they didn't want to acknowledge it but she was right, by every word. 

They have been taught, to grind it in their brains that they were better, that they were strong people to put down people who thought otherwise. She once believed it, now she mocked it. She was not going to let people like these, act and believe that they were immeasurable then beyond. Haeun was not going to put up with it, and it was time she let everyone know. 

"You're being hypocritical right now, you know that?" It wasn't the shapeshifter who spoke but another guy. She turned her head, everyone else did so. They all seemed to know it was by his voice because their eyes brightened, all smiles on their lips that widened when seeing who they thought was there, right in front of them. Haeun took in his features, he had light brown hair with equaled colored eyes. He was tall, she stood tall to his forehead, Haeun flickered her eyes up to the slightest her lips thinned to a line watching him carefully. His eyes weren't glowing like the others- so she couldn't exactly know what his power was, he was watching her as well his syrup-colored eyes looking down in resentment. She hated it. She stayed quiet, urging him to continue with inflamed focus. "Great? We were taught that our whole lives, don't you think it would be a little bit difficult for us to change our perspectives just like that? We've haven't hurt anyone so why do you make it look like we're monsters? How about you, you suddenly came into our school looking all high and mighty when you don't have the smallest bits of power and you think that would be tolerated? So let me ask you, how can you be so great while we can't? Because we have powers? You think it's unfair to have nothing while we think it's unfair that you can act like that you have nothing." He spoke as if he was lecturing a child. She would be lying that whatever he said wasn't true, but- 

"You haven't hurt anyone?" Her voice was soft but he could hear the scoff light as day. "You keep telling yourself that and maybe whatever you just said won't be bull," Haeun growled. She walked forward stepping to the side and kept walking ignoring everyone. And to her relief, none of them stopped her. 

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Classes flew quickly, many were still bothered that she was in their classes, no, they despised it with all of their heart but she couldn't care less. Haeun was surprised they didn't attack her and beaten her until she surrendered to leaving this school, but it could be later, the school hasn't finished and now it was time for lunch. The time where she got to see their full extent of just how much they hated her. They split the powerful ones and the weaker ones to two different lunchrooms, two of which were large and beauti