Sun-Hi's POV.

I reach school and immediately spot him by the school steps with his friends from the football team.

Derek was quarterback I believe.

Do it.

No. Wait till he's all alone.

Make sure you become his worst nightmare.

Follow him like a ghost; then corner him.

I think all voices are right...

I confidently straighten up and adjust my ponytail, making it be higher up and slightly tighter.

Bo-staff in one hand, skateboard in the other (I took it back.) I walk towards the group.

I ignore his friends snickers and all of the stares coming my way.
(Can I say people stink at hiding it?). I walk straight up to him till we're mere inches away.

Not letting the fact that we're mere inches away and he's way taller than me and looking down at me with a smirk affect me.

I meet his gaze with a cold stare
"We need to talk" my voice is firm and commanding.
I here the rounds of "ooo"'s coming from his friends followed by laughter.
"The Korean girl got a crush on you man?"

I ignored them and kept on glaring at Derek.
He briefly glanced at his friends before dragging me away to the corner behind the school where he usually beat me up.

"What!?" He slightly pushed me against the wall.
Rage clear in his eyes.
"I want you to stop picking on me"

He folds his arms over his chest.
"I can't. I'd be doing you a favor if I did b****"

That's it!
I tried being nice!

Before he could react; Derek was slammed against a wall, the tip of my bo-staff pressed against his neck.

"What are you gonna do? Jamm my vocal cords?" He taunted yet still managing to keep a straight face.

Press the button!!!

All voices screamed together.
My gaze deadly meeting Derek's I felt an irregulaty on my bo-staff's smooth surface with my thumb.

I take a step back, lowering the staff and taking a fighting stance as Derek's smirk returns before he lunges at me with a fist.

But then I press the button and twirl the bo-staff in front of me and Derek yelps in what I think to be surprise and I twist to the side, drop into a split, swing my legs up and flip up behind Derek staring at the sharp blade coming out of the end of Element's staff.
Element had style!

Element: obviously.
Writer: can it you're supposed to be dead you nit.
Element: you created me.
Writer: and then I killed you off so shush.
Element: are you using the shusher against me?
Writer: I'm not a boov.

"Stop bullying me" I stated firmly.
He only growled and ducked before round housing me in the stomach with his left leg and foot.

"You're only the scum underneath others feet. You can't beat me" he said as he held me up against the wall by my neck.

"I... Beat you... Last... Night!" I managed to strangle out as I felt my blood rush to my head and the lack of oxygen.
He kneed me in the stomach making me wince as he let me crumple down to the ground in a heap.
I lay there heaving for air, trembling in pain and coughing up blood.

"You were lucky. I was distracted" and he turned to leave.

I glared up at his figure leaving.

Get up.

A Whang never gives up.

Fight back!

You can't give up now.

I shakily stand up.
Derek turns to look at me.
"You really do want to die don't you?"
"If you kill me, my ghost will haunt you down and make sure your miserable life gets worse."
I saw his jaw clench as he completely turned around to face me.

That's when his face from dark went to pure shock and then I noticed why.

My locket had began to glow from underneath my clothes.

Free us!

We'll handle him.

Just say the riddle.

What riddle?

The one your father would always tell you.

Then say the name of a dead family member.

Flashback:

Dead is the body,
Except few seen by nobody.
I can hold a grudge,
And won't stop chasing you till you no longer budge.
What am I?

End of flashback.

After the end of the riddle I say a name.
"Channyeol Young, I summon thee".

Derek stays paralyzed in fear as...