To my beloved

pro. Lee Yeo-ju

"Hey, kid."

"..."

"What's your complaint?"

"Ah... no.."

"No? Did you just speak informally to me? Haa.. XX, that's enough, why didn't you bring the money? Unless you have a complaint against me, there's no way you'd show me that rebellious side, right?"

"I...I'm sorry, lady..."

"Is it over if I just apologize XX.. Bring me the money!!! Aaak!!! XX I'm so frustrated."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"Hey, Yeoju, stop it. You're killing me."

Bulletproof High School. A normal school, just like any other. Normal facilities, normal teachers, normal students, and even the normal bullies...

A victim is always a victim, and a perpetrator is always a perpetrator. Among them, Yeo-ju Lee was in the position of a perpetrator.

To children, the name Yeoju was an object of fear and dread.

"Hey, kid. Enough with the apology. Buy some cigarettes. I think I'll just give you some if you're that good... lol."

"Look at what XX is sayingㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ"

Born into a wealthy family

"I don't want to inherit my father's job!! Why aren't you letting me do what I want to do? Why!!!!"

"Think of it as all for this father."

A girl who has become hardened, leaving a gap in her heart called her parents' love.

"....Who are you? Who are you to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, you XX?"

"......"

And he who will fill her gap,

Would you like to hear our awkward but lovely story?