High school bully 💔 · Y/n story by @ARMY108

The sun hangs low over the Seoul skyline, casting long shadows across the school courtyard. Cherry blossom petals drift lazily in the warm spring breeze, catching the light like pink confetti.

Student 1

muttering to a friend Is that the new girl? The one who transferred from—

Student 2

cutting her off, eyes narrowing Rich. That's all you need to know.

Y/n stands at the edge of it all, designer bag slung over one shoulder, uniform immaculate — the kind that fits too well, pressed too perfectly. The expensive watch on her wrist catches the light, and more eyes follow it.

Sojin

voice carrying, sweet as poison Oh, look. The new transfer. tilting her head, studying Y/n from head to toe Designer uniform? Cute. Trying a little hard, don't you think?

Girl 1

snickering Her watch costs more than our rent.

Girl 2

loudly Maybe she's compensating for something.

Sojin steps closer, close enough that Y/n can smell her perfume — something floral, sharp, expensive in its own right. Her smile widens.

Sojin

Welcome to Gyeongseong High. pause I hope you don't expect to make friends here. glancing at Y/n's bag Some of us actually earned our place.

The bell rings, a shrill electronic chime echoing across the courtyard. Students begin to move, flowing toward the main building like water finding its course. Sojin's friends laugh, and she turns away without waiting for a response.