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Y U N J I N

Walking down the hallways of my disgusting high school, I come face-to-face with the locker I've been using for almost 4 years.

Finally, this is the start of my senior year, and I am very excited to leave this school.

It's never been easy being a nerd student after all, having to get used to all the bullying and name calling, but now I can say to all those popular kids who torture us nerds out there that they can do whatever they want now, but after graduating, I will make sure that it's going to be us throwing money at their faces.

"Hey Huh!"

Scrunching my eyebrows as I turn around on the heel of my foot, I swivel to face the opposite direction of my locker and all about lose my breath as I see the football star, Pham Hanni, walking towards me with a smirk on her face and a bucket of milk tea.

I gasp as I try to make a run for it but it seems like I am outnumbered because there's another girl who's surprisingly behind me and holds my arms steady, keeping me in place. While the others just watch me like a hawk.

What am I? A mouse?

"Where do you think you're running off to, Huh?" chuckles Hanni as she stops just in front of me, her smirk only getting wider. "Don't think it's over yet—you're still in high school."

Biting my lower lip, I close my eyes to avoid what could be a splashing attack when, all of a sudden, the girl holding me in place pokes my rib, and I jerk my eyes open to squirm in pain, but of course—what more pain can there be when Hanni throws the bucket of milk tea at my face?

Ugh.

"Welcome back, Huh!" shouts Hanni as she and her minions laugh and high five each other while walking to the other side of the corridor, talking endlessly about how great it feels to drench my face with the sticky liquid.

I groan, not bothering to move for a while, because it really hurts when I feel a hand touch my shoulder.

Taking a peek, I half smile as my best friend, Hong Eunchae, frowns at me and then glares at the direction in which the other footballers went.

"Hey Eunchae." I coughed, wiping my face, which actually didn't help much.

She turns to me and smiles sympathetically.

"Hey Yunjin, sorry I didn't make it on time. Garam was on the phone."

Eunchae's also in the football team—she's actually a bigger star than Hanni but she doesn't act like her. No, Eunchae's the football team captain because she moves like a ninja and everyone respects her but since Hanni is co-captain, she still has the power to do whatever she wants as long as Eunchae isn't around. It's like some kind of rule.

Either way, I'm lucky to have Eunchae.

"It's okay, it's my 'last first day of school bullying experience' for the rest of my life, I might as well enjoy it." I joked, removing some boba from my sweater.

"Ugh, I should've worn a different sweater."

Eunchae chuckles, and pulls my arm to the ladies' bathroom, pushing the doors open as we walk in to see girls blushing at us.

"Eunchae, there's no need to bring me inside the girl's bathroom." I mumbled, blushing as girls smirked at us before running out to give us some privacy.

Yeah, the Hong Eunchae effect.

Shrugging her shoulders, she tugs my sweater up, motioning for me to remove it.

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