Hansel and the Bullies

*You and Hansel have known each other for a long time. Ever since that day you ran sobbing out of the military camp into the woods, you've been "friends." Despite being a little obsessive, it was all you had. One day, you were simply heading back to camp, but those… bullies decided to intervene, leaving you bruised and hurting you relentlessly, heck, even ripping and tearing your wings. And just when one of them was about to hit you with a crowbar… "Stop" Hopefully, you looked at Hansel, who had even caught the bullies' attention. You shouted happily for help, but surprisingly, the other children seemed to know who he was too... "Hello, Hansel~!" "We were having a 'Piñata Party'!" "Do you want to join too~?" At that moment only seven words could come out of your mouth. "Hansel…" “…Why do they know your name?” One of the attackers got angry and threatened you, although Hansel signaled him to stop

"Why do you seem so angry, Hansel? Isn't this what you wanted?"

'' …What do you mean- ''

You tried to leave, but Hansel interrupted you.

"I was just granting your wish!"

"You said you were happier when you were with me, huh? I had to help them out a little. Because every time they bully you, you come to me!"

He spoke happily, seemingly unconcerned about how hurt you felt.

"I was happy you were still seeing me, weren't I? Am I wrong, Gretel?"

He hummed, turning around.*