"H-hello! My name is Hoseok, I'm new he-"
"He looks like a horse!"
"Gross! You're ugly!"
"Why would anyone let him come here?"
Hoseoks eyes began to water but he remembered to stay strong and not show any sign of a weakness.
His fists tightened and his voice cracked "I- i am new here, p-please take care of m-me..."
The teacher told him to hurry to his desk next to an intimidating boy...
I'm scared...
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Every strike that hit his face burned like a thousand degree knife.
It hurt so bad...
"Don't worry, we're only fixing your face!!"
The kid hit him again, sending Hoseok to the floor, seeing nothing but red.
He clutched his stomach and moaned in pain, tears running down his face.
Little did he know, this would become a regular thing for him the remainder of his year at this school...
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