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Three day flew by and to Yeorin's joy, not once did Seongjun approached her nor tried anything funny.

She was finally feeling like her life was starting to be better, she was feeling more comfortable and confident. She felt like she could finally speak without fear creeping up in her body.

Yes, she was starting to speak more and more in school.

At first, it was just small gestures and smiles at the teachers, now she felt brave enough to greet them with Seongjun nearby.

That's all thanks to Gyujin.

He helped her break free from her comfort zone, he helped her how to not shrink under the gaze of Soeongjun.

He helped her be her again. The old bubbly, cheerful, lively girl she once was before Seongjun and Nayeon came.

And he was proud of her. So damn proud of how she turned out to be.

They were walking down the hall of school, holding hands as a way to show how they weren't afraid, not if their judgemental stares, not of Seongjun, not even of Nayeon.

"How was your dinner with your uncle?" Gyujin asked, staring a peaceful conversation.

"It went well." She looked to the side and gave him a smile. "We had a lot of fun. He brought me a very expensive bag from America. It's in my favourite colour."

"Which is?" He teased her, even though he knew the answer.

"It's light pink." She gave him a shy smile.

"You must love it then." He smiled softly at her cuteness.

"I really do." She nodded, swinging their intertwined hands between them.

Just as they made their way to the class, they saw Seongjun's group, loudly talking about their new friends, making the couple stop to listen.

"Keep watch until Yeongdong gets here." One boy commanded them.

"Yeah, okay."

Yeorin looked up at her boyfriend with a frown.

"Gyujin..... I have a bad feeling about this." She whispered, gripping his hand tighter.

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen." He said, trying to reassure her.

However he was thinking the opposite. He and Yeongdong had been planning for days how to finally take their revenge on those merciless bullies. Which is why he brought his gun into the school.

"Let's go back...." Yeorin gently pulled on his hands.

He silently followed her back to the classroom.

She walked over to her seat next to his, while he quickly ran over to his bag in order to take out the gun, yet his actions were interrupted by the class president.

"Hey, Park Gyujin." The class president called out to him.

Gyujin and Yeorin both looked up to the boy's voice, both of them had the same confused look in their eyes.

However, while Gyujin was genuinely confused and curious of what the boy wanted, Yeorin felt this sinking feeling in her stomach.

Yes, something bad was definitely happening.

"Class president. What's up?" Gyujin straightened his posture in respect.

"The homeroom teacher wants to see you. Go to the faculty room." Gyujin nodded and stood up.

Yeorin glanced up at him worriedly, but he only patted her hair affectionately as a sign of he'll be okay.

When he exited the classroom, she was left alone in her seat, with nothing in mind to do in order to kill time till the bell rings.

She sighed in boredom, only to flinch as the classroom door slammed open with a loud noise.

It was one of Seongjun's goons.

He didn't spare any glance at his surroundings, he simply marched over to Gyujin's seat and ripped his bad from the desk.

Yeorin was fast on her feet, she stormed over and grabbed the bad, attempting to pull it away from the boy.

"The fuck?" The boy stared at her in complete disbelief.

"L-Let go." She stated, nervously looking into his eyes.

She too was shocked by her behaviour. She watched and observed how brave and confident Gyujin was nowadays made her want to do the same. To prove she wasn't as much of a pushover, a coward as she once was.

Oh, how wrong she was.

"You really wanna play that game, huh?" A disturbing smirk appeared on his face.

In a blink of an eye, he reached forward and took a fistful of Yeorin's hair. She yelped out in pain as he started harshly dragging her out of the classroom, into the closest boy's restroom.

Kicking the door open, he stepped in and greeted his friends with a victorious expression.

"Got his bag. And took a souvenir from him too." He snickered, pulling Yeorin into the bathroom.

The boys in the restroom the air was thick with smoke as they were smoking and vaping inside, leading her to start coughing.

She winced, tears flowing down her cheeks because of the pain in her scalp. Seongjun immediately smirked when he saw the familiar look on her face, instantly moving over to her, like a predator.

"Well, well, well..... Look what the wind has blown over here." He whispered mockingly.

Yeorin felt the same terrified feeling creeping in her body as she began to panic.

Over weeks, not once had Seongjun even approached her. Gyujin always made sure to stay near her in case she needed someone to protect her. Suddenly he had to leave her for a teacher, leaving her alone in the classroom, defenceless.

She didn't blame him. She blamed herself. She just wanted to help him by standing up for both of them. Yet as much as she wished she would've stayed quiet, she wouldn't have let him take her boyfriend's bag.

"I missed you, you know. Missed how tight you feel." He smirked down at her crying, enjoying how scared she looked.

"Now.... Should we play a game?"