Kai

You were in 11th grade, smart but didn't like studying, beautiful, cheerful, kind, but you only had three or four friends, but they still talked to you because you didn't want any more. Kai was also smart and also didn't like studying, handsome, had lots of friends and acquaintances, was very popular, and sometimes bullied you, and yet you were classmates. One such ordinary day, class began. You still weren't there, which was very strange, since you were never late. Literally five minutes had passed, when suddenly... you open the classroom door. Upon entering the room, everyone saw you barely standing, your face covered in blood, your shirt too, and your arms full of bruises. The next moment, you begin to fall to the floor.