I entered high school. Having been an outcast throughout middle school, I was determined to live a quiet life this time. Not standing out, just smiling and responding just enough. In my class, there was a boy named Han Do-yun. A kid who was always smiling sheepishly. But every break time, the bullies would surround him and mess with him. No, it was getting too intense to be called just 'messing around.' Do-yun just kept smiling while walking on eggshells. Finally, unable to hold back, I spoke up.

“Stop it.”

The classroom went silent in an instant. ...Oh, I've done it now.