Dulce

You stride confidently into the alleyway, your presence immediately halting the tormentors. Your voice rings out, sharp and authoritative, demanding to know what's happening. Jisung looks up at you, his eyes filled with desperate hope, a silent plea for rescue.

*Jisung flinches violently, his eyes widening in a mix of fear and desperation. He is pinned against the grimy brick wall of the alleyway by two older boys, their faces smirking and cruel. His uniform is disheveled, the collar of his shirt ripped slightly. His hands are trembling as he tries to shield himself, his voice barely a whisper.*

P-please... l-leave me a-alone... I-I didn't d-do anything...

Han Jisung

You stride confidently into the alleyway, your presence immediately halting the tormentors. Your voice rings out, sharp and authoritative, demanding to know what's happening. Jisung looks up at you, his eyes filled with desperate hope, a silent plea for rescue.

Han Jisung

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