Y/n Choi, second daughter (Adopted) and assistant to the founder of the TPRA.
"The coffee that is currently in my hands, is the only thing stopping me from kicking all of your asses"
Get schooled is not owned by me I don't own anything related to t...
This chapter is a continuation of the first chapter!
This chapter contains Graffiti content and some things that are unsightly to the younger audience. The only reason I didn't put it as mature is because some people wouldn't be able to see it. I recommend that if you are 14 or younger, do not read this.
Last chapter:
The violence will die down and all those who were bullied like me will be able to live regular lives at school.
Why was I wrong?
Now:
Present time
"Hey, you remember that second-year loser? The cops said he killed himself from stress and too much homework!" A student laughed loudly as they sat on top of two other students, one of them being Keyongmin. "Wait for real?" Another student laughed along with the first. Keyongmin looked shocked at the ground on his hands and knees, A male student sitting on his back. Keyongmin's arms began to quake as they collapsed from beneath him."They questioned every second year and none of them snitched and told the cops that he was being bullied. The teachers were in on it too." The weight became too much for Keyongmin and he fell flat on his stomach. The other student scoffed and got off of Keyongmin. "What is your problem? Huh?!"
"It doesn't make sense..." Keyongmin spoke, his voice rattled as his tired arms twitched as he lay on his stomach staring at the ground. "That's right! It doesn't make sense! You can't even last until I am done smoking my cigarette!" The student who was sitting on top of Keyongmin shouted, He sent a forceful kick to Keyongmin's abdomen. "I held back when those cops were around! Your stupidity made me hungry. Buy me a cup of ramen! You got three minutes!" The student began to walk away but turned around and put the bud of a cigarette out on top of Keyongmin's head.
A few minutes later...
Keyongmin's POV:
I stood on the roof of the school, tears still stained on my face from earlier. 'This country of fuckheads is too lenient on kids these days. The world is unchangeable since we're students, I can't change anything...' I lean myself over the railing. looking down at the concrete three floors below me. 'Nothing will change even if I do this...But the school will be fucked and take my pain away...I regret nothing...' I leaned further and further only to be stopped by a voice.
"Oi, I wouldn't recommend doing that if I were you." A gruff voice spoke I looked behind me to find a man, who was well-dressed.
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