ROCKIN’, ROLLIN’, SWAGGIN’, SWAGGER--

        Jimin woke up, hitting his snooze button a bit too hard, he slowly rolled his lethargic body out of bed to get ready to begin his year of pure hell. Jimin walked to the bathroom, turning on the shower and taking off his sweat pants and boxers, looking in the mirror at his white skin, almost translucent, but not for long if this year was anything like the previous, soon it would be covered in large blue and purple marks from his schoolmates.

        They had given him a not-so-friendly welcome during his first year at Seoul high, one of the most elite school in south Korea, full of only the rich, and the few outcast scholar students, Jimin was one of the ladder, most scholars didn't last long, to the rich, if you don't have money or ties to it, you are nothing, of no value to them a waste of space that should be ran off, and that's just what they did.

        Jimin though, had no choice but to stay he couldn't get scared and run away, he had to stay at that school it was the dying wish of his mother, and Jimin planed to follow through, no matter the pain it caused him. He snapped out of his thoughts when the bathroom began to fog from the heat of the water clouding the mirror.

        Exiting the shower and draping a towel around his waist, he walked back to his room looking through his closet for clothes to wear, he wasn't excited in the least to begin the year but decided to pick out his nice