prologue

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It's been 3, 4 weeks since you left Busan. The new school was great.

not.

It was challenging, yes, and you had a couple of acquaintances you could rely on to sit with you at lunch, but although you could chat and fit in fairly well, it just wasn't Busan High. And you really didn't like it.

Well, actually, the biggest problem wasn't just that. There was also this thing called bullying, and this boy named Yugyeom.

Generally, name-calling was wide-spread and expected. But progressing to being tripped on the way out of a classroom and having your locker trashed was putting some enormous pressure on you. Your grades went down (and wouldn't come back up no matter how hard you tried), your mood went down (constantly), and well, your body went down a lot to the ground because of all the pushing.

In spite of all this you were still hanging on pretty well. Yugyeom was gentleman enough not to bully you in front of others, and people continued to be your friends and noticed nothing. But you knew you would have to come clear to your parents soon enough and you just didn't know what to say.

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