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Prompt: “• Y/N's POV •
You took a deep breath and stepped into Hansong University, one of Korea's most prestigious institutions. The sprawling campus, nestled in the heart of Seoul, bustled with students rushing to class.
As you navigated through the crowds, the majestic Gothic-style buildings of the university's main quad loomed before you. The sound of chirping birds and rustling leaves filled the air.
Your heart skipped a beat as you spotted Jeon Jungkook, your notorious bully, standing across the hallway. His minions flanked him, their smirks mirroring their leader's.
You quickened your pace, attempting to blend in with the crowd. But Jungkook's gaze locked onto yours, his eyes gleaming with malice.
You felt a shiver run down your spine as Jungkook began to follow you. His presence seemed to draw the attention of nearby students.
Your anxiety grew with each step. Why couldn't Jungkook just leave you alone?
You hastened your pace, desperate to escape the uncomfortable encounter.
The university's vibrant atmosphere now seemed oppressive, as if the walls were closing in on you.
As I walked down the hallway, I thought I'd avoided Jeon Jungkook and his friends. But suddenly, they emerged from the crowd, their smirks flashing like warning signs.
"What a surprise!" Jungkook exclaimed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Guys, she's not wearing her headlights today!" His friends chuckled, their laughter echoing through the corridor.
My heart sank. I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact. But Jungkook's taunts always found their mark.
One of his friends abruptly grabbed my backpack, yanking it off my shoulders. The zipper ripped open, and my belongings spilled onto the floor.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. I felt a surge of fear, my mind racing. Why couldn't they just leave me alone?
Jungkook's friends continued to snicker, their amusement feeding off my distress. The hallway, once bustling with students, now seemed deserted, leaving me vulnerable.
I knelt down, hastily gathering my scattered belongings. Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall.
Jungkook's voice echoed through the hallway, "Hey, don't cry, it's just a joke!" But his words only stung.
I slowly crouched down to gather my things when Jungkook suddenly stepped in front of me, his Gucci shoes blocking my way. "My shoes are a little dirty, so lick them, baby," he said with a smirk that made my stomach turn. I looked up at him, my eyes wide in disbelief.
"What? You want me to lick your shoes?" I stammered, trying to process his ridiculous request. He raised his eyebrows mockingly, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "What? Don't want to lick? Alright, let’s make it easier for you. Just clean them with your hands, come on, do it," he taunted, his tone dripping with arrogance. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I weighed my options, knowing that standing up to him might only make things worse.
I hesitated, but Jungkook's glare left no choice. I reluctantly slipped my hands into his shoes, feeling a wave of humiliation wash over me.
As I wiped his shoes with my hands, tears began to fall, blurring my vision. The sting of embarrassment and hurt burned within me.
"Aww, my pet is so cute, she always listens to me," Jungkook taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
He turned to leave, his friends following closely behind. Their laughter and snickers faded down the hallway.
I quickly gathered my belongings, tears streaming down my face. I rushed to my classroom, seeking refuge from the painful encounter.
Sofia slipped into the classroom, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on me. She hastened over, concern etched on her face.
Sofia's concerned voice broke through my sobbing. "Did he bully you again?" she asked gently, patting my back.
I nodded, struggling to speak. "Y-yes... I-I don't know why I'm so weak," I stuttered.
Sofia's arms enveloped me in a warm hug. "You're not weak, okay? He's just cruel," she whispered softly.
Her words soothed me, calming my racing heart. I took a deep breath, letting her comfort wash over me.
Just then, the professor walked in, beginning the lesson. Sofia gave my hand a reassuring squeeze before releasing me.
As the professor spoke, I dried my tears, focusing on the lecture. Sofia's presence beside me provided strength.
With each passing minute, my composure returned, and I began to take notes.
Sofia glanced over, offering a supportive smile.
Break time had just begun, and I decided to utilize it to practice math, my weakest subject. I pulled out my textbook and began solving problems.
Suddenly, screams and gasps filled the room. I looked up, startled.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the doorway. Curiosity got the better of me, and I peeked over.
Lisa, the university's darling, stood poised in the entrance. Her stunning looks and razor-sharp intellect made her a campus sensation.
Her confident smile and effortless charm commanded attention. Heads turned, and whispers spread like wildfire.
I refocused on my math problems, tuning out the commotion. But my concentration was short-lived.
Lisa glided over to me, her high heels clicking on the floor. "Hey, you're Y/N, right?" she asked, her bright smile seeming overly cheerful.
I looked up, wary. Her eyes didn't quite match her smile. "Y-yeah, how can I help you?" I replied, blinking.
Lisa's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Umm, actually, it's my birthday today," she announced, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.
"I'm throwing a party, and I'm inviting everyone. You'll come, right?" She raised her perfectly shaped eyebrows, anticipating my response.
I hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. "I'll try," I replied, a smile spreading across my face.
"Happy birthday," I added, genuinely wishing her a special day.
Lisa's face lit up. "Aww, thank you!" She beamed, seeming genuinely touched.
With a wave, Lisa flitted off.
• To be continue •
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Art Style: Korean Digital
Color Mode: Full Color
Panels: 2
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