The New Kids

The Past

Minji's view
Hello my name is Minji I'm 18 years old and I'm a senior in high school. I'm the baddest kid in the whole school. Everyone in there are afraid of me. I may be bad, a bully and mean but I don't tolerate it when other seniors bully the students from any of the grades for no reason.

Ever since I started high school I became a badass. Why, you may ask, well because I myself was bullied before and my childhood wasn't good. My father abused me and my mother until one day my father hit my mother hard enough to kill her. My father was sent to jail for life and I was stuck with my neighbors, the Choi family.

At the time I was only five years old. The Choi family had a son named Minho, he was eleven. Since I had to live with them, they considered me as one of their kids. Minho was nice and took really good care of me. The dads name is Jae-hyun and the mothers name is Yu-ri.

When I turned fifteen my mother Yu-ri had a kid, he is the youngest now. His name is Yeonjun. Minho started to work as a cook in a local restaurant. Mom and dad worked like 24/7. When I came home from school, Yeonjun was asleep and I had to take care of him until Minho came back home. Sometimes on the weekends I had to take care of Yeonjun.

At fifteen I was still in middle school, Minho graduated early and Yeonjun was doing nothing but sleeping and eating. During middle school, I was bullied just because I didn't look good. I would often cry myself to sleep or go talk to Minho whenever I wanted someone to talk to. When I told Minho I was getting bullied he went to the school and followed me around the whole day.

My bullies came towards me and started calling me names and making fun of my looks. Minho was standing behind them and turned them around. He scolded them and they never bullied me again. During the summer between my last year of middle school and my first year of high school, I changed completely. I lost some weight, got piercings and got highlights.

During my first year of high school, I made some friends but they turned out to be fake. I couldn't care less since they never contacted me again. People made fun of me because I got good grades. So I started to get bad grades and the bullying stopped. When I saw a group of girls bullying another girl that was a little overweight I went up to one of them, turned her around and slapped her.

She was shocked, since she was a senior and I was a freshman. She tried to slap me but I dodged it and made her slap her friend. They started to fight so I grabbed the girl by her hand and took her with me to the nearest restroom. I comforted her and told her not to worry that I was going to protect her because I went through the same thing.

I started to gain recognition throughout the school and soon enough people became afraid of me. The rest of my high school years went like that until I started my senior year.