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I snatched my sketchbook off the desk and grabbed my bag and walked out of the class off to my next class which was P.E. I walked off to the changing rooms.

I strolled into the packed changing rooms and I grabbed my clothes out my bag. "Can I change somewhere else?" I asked the teacher politely. "We don't have any where else for you to change so just get changed." The teacher sighed. "I'm not changing in here." I said, sternly. "You either change in here or you have a month's worth of detentions." The teacher said, pointing her finger at me. I don't have time to do detentions after school so, I'm going to have to change. "Fine." I admitted defeat. I started by changing my trousers. I took off my tights and school skirt and I put on my black leggings. I turned around and took off my white shirt, revealing to those behind me, the many hideous scars that are on my back, and the purple bruises from the fight. "Oh my god.." A girl whispered whilst I heard the sound of cameras. I quickly threw on my white t-shirt and my dark blue jacket, covering the hideous battle scars back up. I didn't want to be around all these girls so I walked out the changing rooms off and waited outside, eavesdropping on their conversations to see if they would do something. I hoped not. "Shouldn't you call child services!?" One of the girls shouted at the teacher. "..Indeed, I should. And I will, later." I overheard the teacher say.

I walked off to the sports hall and waited there. Students walked in from both Blossom's class and two other classes along with the teachers. Guy's and girls whispered as they passed or saw me. "What?" I asked one of the guys that passed staring at me. As the mayor's son and his two friends walked in, they came over to me. "Heard your parents abuse you." The mayor's son said, as he looked at his two friends and laughed slightly. I clenched my fist as everyone in this stupid school knows my oarengs are dead. "Oh wait, thats right. They're dead!" The mayor's son, Hyuk Woo said, laughing. So Mun looked at me in shock hearing what Hyuk Woo said. My fist was clenched as my eyes were teary, but hardly visible for those around us, people just looked at each other not saying anything, because they were scared of Hyuk Woo. "They're dead!" Hyuk Woo repeated. "SHUT UP!.. SHUT UP!" I shouted as my fist swung and I punched Hyuk Woo in the face. As Hyuk Woo spat out blood, he raised his head and smirked, wiping blood from the side of his mouth. "Did you really just punch me?" He asked. I swung my fist at him once more just to prove that I did punch him and I would again. Hyuk Woo's face was looking down at the floor. "That's it. Just because you're a damn girl doesn't mean you can punch me and get away with a clean face!" Hyuk Woo shouted as I took a step back. He lunged forward and tackled me to the ground. He punched me in the face. "Go ahead, beat me, I don't mind." I said as blood dripped from my mouth, with a smile on my face. "What the fuck!? What a freak!" Hyuk Woo and his friends shouted as they all beat me. I just smiled. "Hey! Leave her alone!" A familiar voice, I recognized as So Mun's, shouted. "What? Do you want to take her place you cripple?" Hyuk Woo said, walking over to So Mun. I slowly raised to my feet. "Leave him alone." I said. "Hm? She can still stand." Hyuk Woo said. "Unlike her parents. They just lie in graves because of you." Hyuk Woo's right hand man said with a unfriendly smile plastered on his face. My fist was clenched and I ran and taekwondo kicked him. As he fell to the ground, I bent down and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and walked forward until I found a wall. I pinned him to the wall, and let go of his collar with one of my hands, the other hand kept him pinned to the wall. I punched him over and over, even when he fell unconscious I still punched him over and over. People stared, others looked frightened. I couldn't stop. As every student freaked out and fled from the sports hall to get a teacher, it was just me and the unconscious bully. I felt tears slip down my cheeks as I just kept punching him. Only one person was here, So Mun.

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