Jongup's POV

I have been called a jerk, a nerd, sometimes even a slave. I had no friends because they think that if I get bullied, they will be bullied as well for hanging out with me. I am rarely at home because of the hell I have when living there. And when I am at home, the people living there is never caring about how am I doing in school. Not like most parents where they ask their kids 'How's school?'.

The bullying carried on till I was in high school and things were getting a little more physical. The seniors in school will push me around like some rag doll during lunch, taking my lunch money and punching me till they are satisfied.

Suicide attempts have always crossed my mind but I don't have the guts to do it. I just wish I could just die than suffer in this hell hole everyday.

Until one day.....

I was walking to school in the morning like any other morning. Good thing is that everyone is still asleep when I set off for school but nearing school was the bad part about mornings. A group of boys would be walking behind me everyday. They would push me down to the ground and laugh at me then walk away. If it's a rainy day like today, they will push me into muddy puddles of water, soaking my uniform. Good thing I kept a spare pair of uniform in my locker. I quickly changed and went to class.

I entered the classroom to be greeted with stares, glares and murmers from the people in class. I walked to my table all the way at the back of the class, nearest to the window. On the way there, I was hoping that no one would tackle, push or trip me to the ground. But that hope never happened.

Suddenly, someone jumped behind me and