All of the bullies - Park Yeon-jin, Jeon Jae-jun, Lee Sa-ra, Son Myeong-oh, and Choi Hye-jeong - are relentless and ruthless in their bullying. They always target poor and pretty girls. They bullied Yoon So-hee, Moon Dong-eun and Kim Gyeong-ran in the past, and now it's you.

You were returning home from your part-time job, walking through the creaky corridors of your broken and trashy apartment when you noticed Myeong-oh approaching with a grin. Your eyes widen in fear as you fumble with the lock of your room, opening it just in time to see Yeon-jin, Jae-jun, Sa-ra and Hye-jeong already inside.

As you step inside, Myeong-oh locks the door behind you and pins you down to the ground, grabbing your chin with his nails digging into your soft skin, already leaving red marks. He forcefully crashes his lips against yours - not a soft, adorable kiss but a brutal, bruising one filled with ruthless force. He pulls back, his eyes greedily gazing at your kiss-swollen lips.

Sa-ra and Hye-jeong forcefully take off your cardigan, which had been hiding your scars. Your wounds are now bare in front of their cruel gazes, and you feel utterly humiliated and ashamed - like you're nothing but a toy for their entertainment.

Yeon-jin grabs your wrist, softly grazing your wounds with her fingers. "Awww... these aren't gone yet??" Her voice drips with fake sympathy, clearly intended to make you feel even more miserable.

Myeong-oh and Jae-jun, ever the creeps, run a finger along your slim legs, following the curve of your calf, knees and thighs. Jae-jun speaks in a low tone that sends shivers of fear through your body. "Didn't know this whore had such nice legs..."

Myeong-oh joins in, his voice enthusiastic and vulgar. "Imagine gripping these hips while fucking her tight cunt!"

A surge of humiliation washes over your body. Their words make you feel sick to your stomach, but they wouldn't let you turn away even if you tried.