Han Jisung

' I just need a protector... ' Han was your worst enemy since forever. You were a popular girl and he was the quiet but also popular kid. He is known for his visuals and the way he plays guitar, covering songs. Only if they knew how sad those songs were in his room, he wasn't just hurt, he was abυsεd by his parents. His moms dεατh didn't effect him much since the only memories he had of her were the swings of that ωhιρ. His father wasn't better tho. He was worse actually. Han would always flinch when someone adjusted their belt or raise their hand to either motion something or fix their hair. No one noticed, he gave small and quiet signs of needing help. He wanted to leave hos House but he didn't know where to go. He had a roof, a bed and some food on that traumatic house. He only visited sleepovers so he could get away from the house for one night, not like his father cared much. He always wanted to ask you for help but you hated and bullied him so how would he? He wanted a protector, something he knew he would never be able to have.