* Please note that this article is a fabrication based on a creative work. *
*Please note that there is profanity.*
" ah Shit, Hey Hong Yeo-ju."
"I'm, I'm sorry..."
"Are you walking around with your eyes wide open? The voiceFucking hellIt's small lol. "
" ... ... "
There's always at least one person who's bullied in school. And that person was me.
"Don't just keep your mouth shut like a mute. Speak up."
" ... sorry, "
" Shit lol "
"Don't just say sorry. Go buy some bread."
As someone who was constantly being bullied, I just prayed and prayed that this year and next year would pass quickly.
So I made it through two years of high school and was on vacation with only one year left.
"Yeoju, school starts tomorrow, right?"
" huh. "
"Today is the last day of vacation. Should I hang out with you?"
"Playing... I'm in my third year of high school now, so I have to study."
"You don't have to study, so play with Jisoo, Yeoju."
"Yeah, your brother is upset again."
"Huh-, okay. But a little instead?"
The day before school started, I was having dinner with my family when my brother snuggled up to me, asking if I wanted to hang out with him. It was my last year of high school, and contrary to my plans to study, I went back to my room with him after dinner.
"You don't have any work to do now that you're vice president?"
"Our heroine is more important than work."
My father, the chairman of a large corporation, and my older brother, who was preparing to inherit his father's position, held the position of vice chairman. My brother, who was a full ten years older than me, cared deeply for me and prioritized me over the company.
The next day, I woke up and went to the bathroom. After playing with my brother the night before, I fell asleep right away and felt refreshed. I changed into my uniform and went outside.
" did you sleep well? "
" huh.. "
"Ha-, now that you're going to Yeoju school, won't we be able to see each other often?"
I talked with my family while eating breakfast that was served on the table, and when it was time to go, I got up from my seat.
"Miss, are you taking the bus today too?"
"Yes, you don't have to burn me."
"Should I give you a ride?"
"No, it's okay. I'll go and come back."
If the bodyguards gave me a ride, it would be like advertising to everyone that I was a rich girl, and if my brother gave me a ride, it would be obvious that rumors would spread that I was just flirting with boys, so I took the bus to and from school alone.
That's how this year began.
Arriving at school, I headed to my newly assigned class. Since I was the first one there, I grabbed my keys from the staff room. I sat down in the front row, facing the teacher. I put on my earphones, pulled out my workbook, and started working on a problem.
As time passed, the class was filled with countless children, and I felt relieved that it was a different class from the group that had bullied me the previous year.
"Okay, everyone, sit down."
As the bell rang, the teacher came in, and the noisy children suddenly became quiet. All he said was, "You're a senior in high school, so work hard." Then, looking at me, he motioned for me to come outside.
"Don't be too hard on yourself, Yeoju Gosam. Your father contacted you and asked you to take good care of him."
" ah... "
"If anything comes up, tell me and go study quickly."
" yes. "
Thanks to my father's power, I had the same homeroom teacher for three years, and he took care of me, whether it was fake or genuine, and we became close without any awkwardness.
As the heroine entered through the front door, everyone's gaze focused on her. She sat down, seemingly unfazed. One of them, who had been staring intently at her, spoke.
"Was there a kid like that at our school?"
" why. "
" Fucking hell"It's pretty. Should I try it?"
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Long time no see.. ♥️
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