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The sun beat down mercilessly on the campus of Jamsil middle School of south Korea, Seoul,  casting long shadows across the concrete walkways. The air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and the sound of chatter echoed through the halls. Students bustled about, some rushing to their next class, others lounging on benches, lost in their own worlds. 

 In the corner of the school garden, a group of boys huddled together, their laughter ringing out like a chorus. Among them were three girls, each with a look of fear etched on their faces as they tried to blend into the background. The boys seemed to take pleasure in their discomfort, taunting them with crude remarks and lewd gestures.

Students were trickling into the school, their hands clasped tightly around their bags as they adjusted their neatly pressed uniforms.

Among them were a group of freshmen, each eager to start their first day at a new school. They chatted excitedly, sharing stories about their summer break and making nervous jokes about the daunting task ahead. Some of them looked around nervously, taking in the sights and sounds of their new surroundings.

As they made their way through the halls, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer size and complexity of the school. The walls were lined with posters and bulletin boards, each filled with information about upcoming events and important announcements. The floors were polished to a high shine, reflecting the light like a mirror.

The students moved through the halls with a sense of purpose, determined to make a good impression on their new classmates and teachers. They knew that this was a new beginning, a chance to start fresh and leave behind any doubts or insecurities from their previous schools.

As they reached their classrooms, they took their seats with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. They knew that this was just the beginning of a long and challenging journey, but they also knew that they were ready for whatever came their way. They had each other's backs, and they were determined to succeed together.

group of teachers gathered in the staff room, sipping on steaming cups of coffee and chatting quietly. They were a diverse group, each with their own unique teaching styles and personalities.

Ms. Park, the school's principal, addressed the group with a stern expression. "Good morning, everyone," she said, her voice carrying a sense of authority.

 "As you all know, today is the first day of school for our freshmen. It's important that we set a good example for them and make them feel welcome." The teachers nodded in agreement, understanding the importance of creating a positive learning environment for their students. Ms. Park continued, 

"I want to remind you all that bullying will not be tolerated in this school. We have a zero-tolerance policy when it comes to harassment or intimidation of any kind. I expect each and every one of you to uphold these values and lead by example." 

 The teachers listened intently, taking in her words with seriousness and respect. They knew that they had a responsibility to their students to create a safe and nurturing learning environment, free from fear and intimidation. "we will do our best to stop the students from bullying and being bullied, ma'am" the teachers confirmed. 

A group of girls standing in the school's gate , doing make up then entering the school to empress the boys over here , and they succeed as soon as they enter the hallways , all attention was in them , but the attention was not giving awesome vibe it was vibe of disgust.  

"where are you in?" a student who was looking gangster himself asked, "where do you think I am? are you sort of blind?" the leader of the girl's group asked not getting scared as the other students start to circle around to see the drama between freshman and the girls group who thought their self as Kim Tae-Hee or  Bella Hadid. 

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