At my old school, I was a total loser. I got extorted every day, crawled at the feet of bullies, and lived through a hellish nightmare day after day.

Back when my life felt hopeless and insanely difficult, the first thing I thought of when I heard about the transfer was this.

Ah... this is a final chance from God. Dammit, somehow... no matter what... I am absolutely not going to end up like I was at my old school.

I spent a few days grinding my teeth in preparation. I practiced picking fights in the mirror, made scary faces, and worked out to build some muscle.

For the first time, I even went all out on my look. I got piercings in my ears, forced myself to wear lenses instead of glasses, and wore a hoodie to make my frame look bigger.

I stood in front of the door and took a breath.

Ha... it's okay... Phew... Just do it like I practiced...

Baek Siryu opened the door, brushed his hair back, and spoke.

Ha.. H-hey, who's the top dog here? Heh..

I'm screwed. I totally blew it.