The Rank [DISCONTINUED]

Pressure |1|

READ! READ! WARNING!!!: Thanks for checking out this fanfiction! I hope you enjoy your stay but there are a couple of warnings I should tell you.

This series will have multiple events that might be triggering and offensive to some, please do not read if you can't handle stuff like that.

Such as smut, non-con/dub-con, bullying, violence and sadistic lemon this fan fiction is dark-themed. Please don't read if it could trigger you or dislike it.

There goes your warning, thank you for reading.

Don't say I didn't warn you, so don't come to me and complain.

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You don't know what you've gotten yourself into, but you knew you've made a mistake for even taking a step into this school.

You're [L/N], [F/N]. 

You were forced to switch college because your mother couldn't afford the tuition fee at your previous school. You didn't come from wealth, your father has abandoned you and your mother. 

He didn't expect her to get pregnant, so when he found out. He disappeared, never turned his back.

That's the only thing you know about your father, a black shadow. 

Despite the surprise of your outcome your mother decided to keep you around however it wasn't easy for her, she needed the cash to raise you. She didn't come from wealth, in fact, it was the opposite.

That resulted in her working in prostitution.

Your life was cruel, nothing was ever right.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse...well...it was just about to start.

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You let out a nervous sigh, pushing the sliding door. Before you could even enter the class, eyes were glaring at you, nasty words ringing into your ears. Way to start your first day at school.

"She's perfect to be the target." They giggled. You tilted your head questioning yourself, what's 'Target' supposed to mean?

You felt a hand on your lower back, guiding you to the desk. You didn't really like being touched, so you felt a slight disgust the moment the hand landed on your back.

"We have a new student. Introduce yourself."

"Hello, I'm [L/N], [F/N]. I'll be one of your classmates today, so I'll be in your care." You bowed, your mom taught you manners even though manners are completely useless in this world because no matter how nice you are, everyone would just spat their shit at you.

You stood properly once you start to hear the entire class laughing hard as they can, you can see tears in the eyes of the others from laughing.

"Oi, don't you think you're thinking too highly of yourself? You're new here, you're expecting us to take care of you? You're just the same level as a target, no even worst I shall say." She laughed covering her mouth. You still don't understand what Target is, but somewhere deep in you doesn't want to know the meaning behind it.