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A sharp slap echoed through the silent classroom, sending a wave of gasps rippling through the students around.
But the real focus was on who delivered the blow and who received it.
"You stupid excuse for a woman! How dare you?" a girl spat, her voice dripping with venom.
"Just because your dad is a successful businessman and he is better than my father doesn't give you the right to insult me!"
The girl was tall and striking, with long, flowing pink hair that shimmered under the classroom lights.
Her black coat and skirt clung perfectly to her slender frame, complemented by a bright red bow tie that matched her fierce expression.
A sinister, evil smile played on her lips—one that made everyone in the room shiver.
She was no ordinary girl. Her confidence was dangerous, her presence commanding.
"You think you can beat me, you ugly punk?" she sneered again, then suddenly kicked the smaller girl hard in the stomach.
Without hesitation, she reached for a nearby bottle of soda, uncapping it and pouring its icy contents all over her victim's head.
The girl was soaked from head to toe, her clothes clinging to her and her hair plastered to her face.
"That'll teach you a lesson," the taller girl hissed, her voice menacing and cold as ice.
Everyone in the classroom knew her name—Mi-Sook. She was a notorious bully, a force to be reckoned with.
No one dared to challenge her, and no one had ever spoken back. Cruel, mean, possessive—yet undeniably beautiful.
Her looks only added to her terrifying aura, and the students secretly admired her, even as they feared her wrath.
Ji-Woo was the kind of girl people barely noticed. Too weak, too quiet—she was like an invisible shadow in the classroom.
Yet, beneath her fragile exterior, she possessed a striking presence.
Her small, cute face framed by short black hair with bangs made her look even more stunning, especially her pale skin, grey eyes, and pink lips that seemed almost ethereal.
But no one saw that.
They only saw the girl who was too meek to stand up for herself.
Mi-Sook, towering and fierce, knelt down in front of Ji-Woo, her malicious smile curling her lips.
With a cruel grip, she grasped a handful of Ji-Woo's short hair, yanking her head back painfully. Ji-Woo winced, her eyes squeezing shut as pain shot through her scalp.
"Let go of me!" Ji-Woo shouted, her voice trembling as she desperately tried to yank herself free.
Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. "Someone, help me..."
But no one moved. The classroom was paralyzed—either out of fear or because they didn't want to get involved.
Teachers turned a blind eye, pretending they didn't see the violence unfolding before them.
Mi-Sook's grip tightened, pulling Ji-Woo's head further back until her face was flat against the cold, hard floor.
Without hesitation, Mi-Sook delivered another kick to Ji-Woo's stomach, causing her to gasp and curl up slightly in pain.
"Stupid witch," Mi-Sook sneered, crossing her arms as she looked down at the helpless girl.
Her eyes flicked lazily to the surrounding students, who quickly returned to their own business, pretending not to notice.
Finally, Mi-Sook straightened up, her cruel smile still etched on her face.
She turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Ji-Woo sprawled face-down on the floor, her body trembling as silent tears threatened to fall.
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Ji-Woo trudged wearily toward the bathroom, her soaked and disheveled appearance a testament to the ordeal she had just endured.
The soda smell clung stubbornly to her skin, her clothes stiff and stained.
Inside the quiet sanctuary of the bathroom, she washed her face and hair, trying to wash away the shame and the mess.
She changed into her P.E. uniform, the fabric feeling cold against her damp skin.
She muttered softly to herself, moisture gathering on her lips.
"Ah... I still smell like soda," she whispered, rubbing her lips gently to moisten them. She hesitated for a moment, then carefully tucked her lipstick back into her pocket.
"Now I'll go back to class."
As she made her way down the hall, Ji-Woo kept her head down, avoiding eye contact with every teacher she passed.
It was the fourth time this week she had been caught in her P.E. clothes—each time, a reminder of her constant trouble.
She had learned to slip past unnoticed, her footsteps light and hesitant.
But fate was unkind.
Just as she reached the corridor, the principal, Mrs. Posh, spotted her.
The woman was an epitome of elegance—tall, graceful, and commanding presence.
She had a regal air about her, with platinum-blonde hair swept into a perfect chignon, piercing blue eyes that seemed to see through everyone, and a calm, authoritative voice that brooked no dissent.
"Kim Ji-Woo, turn around, please," Mrs. Posh said smoothly, her tone low but firm.
Ji-Woo bit her lip nervously, her heart pounding as she slowly turned to face her.
"Yes, Ma'am," she whispered, trying to keep her voice steady.
Mrs. Posh took deliberate steps toward her, her heels clicking softly on the tiled floor.
She looked down at Ji-Woo with a calm but imposing expression.
Her voice was composed but edged with authority. "Didn't I tell you to be wearing your uniform? This is the fourth time I've talked to you this week."
Ji-Woo's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Y-Yes, Ma'am. There was a problem..." she stammered, her voice trembling.
Mrs. Posh's eyes narrowed slightly, but her tone remained measured.
"Fine. Never again, do you understand?" she warned, her voice low but unmistakably commanding.
Ji-Woo nodded quickly, bowing her head in submission.
Without another word, she turned and hurried back to her classroom, her steps quick and silent.
She sat down carefully on her seat, trying to shrink into the corner of the room.
Her eyes avoided everyone's gaze as the golden rays of the setting sun slanted through the window, casting warm streaks of light across her desk.
''Dear Diary today wasn't good and not so fun. Mi-Sook as usual bothered me and I had to wear my P.E cloth for the fourth time this week It's annoying How everyone just watches and see how Mi-Sook always treated me. I hope I will get justice one day.
- Ji-Woo.''