You looked out the window and waited patiently for all the students to exit the classroom before following after, your stomach grumbling out of hunger. 

*It's finally lunch time. I'm starving.* You thought to yourself as you pouted and rubbed your stomach, feeling your phone and money in the pockets of your blazer. Unfortunately, you weren't able to eat breakfast this morning since you didn't want to be late for school on the first day. *I am never skipping breakfast ever again.* You mentally noted.

You descended the stairs and tried your best to remember the way to the cafeteria. *Did she say that I just had to follow the hallways once I get to the first floor?*  

When you had visited the principals office this morning, the principal, Mrs.Son, happily welcomed you and personally gave you a tour around the school. An hour of walking around the school with Mrs.Son consisted of her talking the entire time and you nodding, pretending to be interested. Though she slightly scared you with her perkiness and excitement, you saw that she could also be a serious and mature women. 

After turning and following many hallways, you finally reached your destination. 

"I think I'm going to die of hunger if I don't eat soon." You mumbled to yourself as you walked into the cafeteria. 

A few students watched you, whispering and laughing with their friends. You didn't notice them as you were too busy eyeing all the dishes that were placed out, unsure of which ones to eat.

*Should I have some soup instead of rice?* You looked at the soup and rice, your lips at the sight of both. *I'll just eat both of them.* 

You grabbed a tray, utensils, and a plate. You started moving down the line of students, eager to get food on your plate. *The food looks delicious!*

The girl in front of you suddenly punched her elbow backwards, jabbing you in the stomach. You groaned in pain, rubbing the spot that she had hit.

She glanced back to look at you. "Sorry." She simply said before turning her attention back forward.

You pouted and looked down at your tray. *She could've at least apologized properly.* 

"Jude! No cutting! Go to the back!" 

You turned around and saw your brother smiling at a girl while giving her a slight push. You smiled at the sight, looking at the happy expression on your brothers face. You opened your mouth to call him when he lifted his head and met eyes with you. 

You gave him a smile, signaling him to come over. 

The girl looked at you before looking at Jude, a confused expression on her face. "Who is she? Do you know her?" You heard her ask. 

You waited for Jude's reply, hoping that he would introduce you to his friends. 

"No." He simply answered, moving his eyes away from you. "I don't know who she is." 

You felt as if someone was punching your stomach over and over again. *Does he hate me that much?* You quickly turned around and began to look through the rows of food, small tears beginning to form in your eyes. You lost your appetite, feeling weak at the sight of the dishes in front of you. 

You sighed and grabbed your tray, moving towards the cashier and handing the old lady your empty tray, turning around and ignoring her calls. 

You were on your way to exit the cafeteria when someone suddenly pushed you down, causing you to land on your side and hitting your left hip on the ground. You winced in pain, holding the side of your body. 

"Sorry! I didn't see you there!" 

You slowly looked up to see a girl you didn't know, a concerned expression on her face. You looked behind her and saw Minhee sitting at a table, smirking at you while her friends laughed and high-fived one another. *Not again...*

As you were turning your head to look back at the girl, a tray of food fell on top of you, catching you by surprise. You could feel soup drenching your hair and the different dishes on your uniform, messing up your blazer and skirt.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to drop my food on you!" A different girl exclaimed, a shocked expression on her face.

The two girls had fake expression on their faces, trying to hide the laughter that was threatening to come out of their lips. 

The whole cafeteria was quiet now, watching the scene happen in front of their eyes. Some students were snickering to themselves while a few looked at you with pity.  

Jude was standing a few feet away, trying to hold in the anger that was starting to boil inside of him. The sight of you on the ground with food all over you gave him an uneasy feeling. He wanted to run up and help you, but he decided against the idea. *She can handle this herself. She'll be fine.* He thought as he tried to send you waves of encouragement. 

Feeldog and Raehwan was watching the whole thing from a table located on the other side of the cafeteria. Feeldog could feel worry running inside him. Raehwan looked at his best friend, waiting for him to move and help you. 

*Jihyo...* Feeldog thought as he looked at you and Minhee. He could see Minhee smirking evilly at you. *That . How dare she mess with my girlfriend. She's going to regret it.* Feeldog looked at Raehwan, earning a nod from his best friend.

Feeldog stood up and began moving towards you when he saw a figure walking up to you in the corner of his eye, causing for him to stop in place. He watched as the boy walked to you, a concerned expression on his face. 

*What the does he think he's doing?* Feeldog could feel anger rise up inside of him while he curled his hands into fists. 

You were trying to push away the food on you, ignoring the stares and whispers from all the students around you. *This is a new uniform.* You began to feel frustrated, hating how everyone was treating you.

You slipped off your blazer, revealing the button up shirt underneath. *At least my shirt is okay.* You started wiping your hair and skirt with the clean part of the blazer. 

The two girls began to walk away from you and towards Minhee, linking arms with one another and smirks now visible on their faces. Once they reached her table, her friends gave them thumbs up while Minhee gave them nods of approval. They squealed in delight, happy that they had followed her instructions properly.

"Jihyo, are you okay?" You heard a manly voice ask as a hand reached out to pull you up.

You held onto the person's hand tightly, letting them help you to stand up. Once you were standing straight, you straightened your skirt and looked up, your eyes widened in shock.

"Baram-ssi..." You whispered to yourself, surprised that he was helping you. 

He looked at you, a serious expression on his face. "Are you okay?" He repeated in a slightly louder voice.

The students around the room watched in shock, not understanding the situation. Minhee watched with interest, crossing her arms in front of her chest. 

You nodded in reply, looking down towards the ground. "I'm fine." 

He sighed, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Sorry if I'm the one helping you. Sunghak isn't here right now." 

You looked at him, shaking your head and trying to give him an expression that showed how thankful you were that he helped you. *You don't know how relieved I am that you came to help me.* You thought. 

"Sunghak practically made me promise to be your friend earlier." He looked into your eyes. "And nobody messes with my friends." He added.

You bit your lip, feeling your heart beat faster at his comment and your cheeks start to heat up. *So they do see me as a friend. Thank you.* You smiled at him, happy that something good came out of attending this school.

"Get away from my girlfriend." 

You looked to your right and saw an angry-faced Feeldog. He was glaring at Baram, his knuckles white from clenching his fist. He looked like he could kill anyone at that moment. 

"Gwangsuk--" Baram was cut off by Feeldogs fist which punched him on the cheek, causing for him to stumble to the ground.

You watched with wide eyes. "Gwangsuk!" You yelled out, dropping your blazer and walking up to him, grabbing his arm.

*Oh Gwangsuk.* Raehwan stood up from his seat, running to you and Feeldog. Once he reached the two of you, he quickly placed an arm in front of Feeldog, pushing him away from Baram. 

Baram rubbed his cheek, feeling a sting on the spot where Feeldog had punched him. He slowly stood up, fixing the top of his uniform.

"Stay away from her! I don't ever want to see you near Jihyo again!" Feeldog could feel his heart beat faster out of anger, sweat slowly rolling down the side of his face. 

"Feeldog, calm down." Raehwan said, pushing his best friend even farther back. 

"So you're taking his side? You're going to take that s side?" Feeldog growled angrily, glaring at Raehwan.

Raehwan looked at Feeldog, shaking his head. "I'm not taking any sides." 

"Shut the up." Feeldog whispered harshly. 

"What's wrong with you? He was helping her Feeldog." Raehwan gestured to you. "He wasn't doing anything wrong."

"Like how he helped my sister?" Feeldog whispered.

You could see Raehwan and Baram freeze, their eyes slightly wide. You could feel the tension in the air rise. 

"Gwangsuk, please." Baram said in a soft tone.

"Stay away from my girlfriend." Feeldog repeated, anger boiling in side of him as he continued to glare at Baram.

You were confused about what was going on. You kept a firm grip on Feeldogs arm, pulling him closer to you and forcing him to step away from Baram. He moved to stand in front of you, blocking your view of Baram and Raehwan. He was staring into your eyes, tears slowly forming in his eyes. 

Before you knew it, he was gripping onto your hand and pulling you out of the cafeteria. You let Feeldog lead you around the school, keeping your mouth shut and letting the sounds of your footsteps echo in your ears. 

Once you reached your classroom, Feeldog pulled you to stand in the middle of the room. He let go of your hand and turned around to face you, tears sliding down his face. 

Feeldog looked at you sadly, not caring whether he looked weak in front of you. *Jihyo-ah...* He thought as he continued to stare at the worried expression on your face.

Surprised, you quickly reached up to wipe the tears away with your thumbs. *Why are you crying?* You thought as you touched his cheek. 

"Promise me..." He whispered. 

You looked at him, not understanding what he meant. Suddenly, he reached up and grabbed your hand. He pressed it against his cheek while holding onto it tightly. 

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, more tears falling down his cheeks. "Promise me that you'll stay away from him. That you won't let him near you." He said in a strong but trembling voice. 

*Promise me that you won't leave my side.* He thought, but was too afraid to say it out loud. 

*Why does he seem to hate Baram so much?* You looked at him, even more confused than before. *I don't understand what's going on.*

"Promise me." He raised his voice, squeezing your hand. 

You forced him to open his eyes, slipping your hand out of his and held onto his face so that he was looking into your eyes. The only thing present in his eyes was fear and sadness. You don't know what caused it, but you knew that you wanted it to go away. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug, slowly drawing circles with your hand on his back. You could feel him relaxing in your arms, his arms encircling around your waist. 

You sighed and patted his back. "I promise." You softly whispered into his ears. "I'll stay away from him." 

You couldn't help but feel sad after making the promise. Sunghak and Baram were the only people who acknowledged you and didn't try to harm you in any way. Though you wanted to push Feeldog away, make him explain what was going on, and refuse to make the promise, something inside you thought it was best to follow what he wants and to stay by his side. 

"Thank you." He tightened his arms around you, pulling you even closer.

In that moment, Feeldog forgot about the whole plan and rules. He nuzzled his head into your shoulder, imagining that you were his real girlfriend. That you were truly his and that you would never think of leaving him. 

You could feel tears falling on your shoulder, indicating that Feeldog hasn't stopped crying yet. 

You couldn't help but feel worried and curious. *What's making him feel this way, and what does it have to do with Baram?* 

You continued drawing circles on his back, letting the questions run freely through your mind.