Hyunjin¹⁰

Hyunjin was your best friend. A problem had arisen, and everyone saw you as the quiet girl in the classroom since you were the class president; according to them, you didn't do anything. A girl in a pink sweater stood up and approached you; you and Hy knew her—her name was Na-yeon, and everyone saw her as the troublemaker; many people didn't like her.

Na-yeon: You, do something. You're the president for a reason, right?

Now I'm your president? You know I only am because of the amount of money my parents donate.

Na-yeon: You're the president, do something.

Do you want me to go out there? Because I can, but it's kind of silly to call a teacher if that's what you have in mind.

Na-yeon and I were approaching each other intimidatingly; you tried to stop me, and someone else tried to stop Na-yeon. There was a certain feud between Na-yeon and me, so at that moment, they wanted to avoid trouble.

Na-yeon: Stuck-up bitch.

whispered

You: What did you say?

Na-yeon: Stuck-up bitch.

You: The only bitch here is you—

your words were cut short because Na-yeon slapped you across the face

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