When Minho arrived home that night, he scanned around the house to look for Jina. Kim scurried forward to attend to him. She looked very worried.
"Where's Jina?" he frowned.
"Sir…"
She hesitated. How could she explain it to him?
"What happened?" he demanded. "Where's Jina?"
"She's resting in her room, sir," Kim replied. "It's just that…"
She took a deep breath, ready for the volcano to explode. "Sir, for some reason she seems very scared," she informed him. "Ever since she returned from school, she has been quiet and withdrawn. I think someone bullied her at school!"
Minho's nostrils flared. Someone bullied his precious daughter? The school was about to bear the brunt of his wrath. He hurriedly went upstairs to check on Jina.
"Jina?" he called out, opening the door to her room. She was sitting in total darkness, looking very shaken up. She was sitting on her bed, clutching her knees close to her. The girl looked as if she had seen a ghost.
