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Walking down a dark street, you noticed a strange guy in a hoodie following you. You tried not to show it, but your heart was pounding like crazy. You knew you couldn't fight him; you were only a ninth-grader, you were 15, and you had a very fragile build.

After walking like that for a while, you noticed a guy leaning his back against the garage and just standing there, looking at something on his phone. You recognized him right away - it was Layan, the school bully, who was feared by the whole neighborhood. He was in the 10th grade, he was 17, although he didn't really look like a tenth-grader.

You, without thinking, went up to him, kissed him on the cheek and hugged him, and then whispered:

• Help, please... some guy is following me...

The guy immediately caught on to your game, and then said:

• Let's go, princess...

He knew that he needed to go home, and he could have just sent the girl, but she looked at him like a scared puppy.

He walked you home and told you not to walk alone at night anymore.

(*When the guy returned home, he was met at the threshold of the apartment by a drunk father, who, without thinking, punched his son a couple of times. Layan just stood motionless, and his drunk mother grumbled something, lying on the couch. Layan never told anyone what was going on in his family.)

The next day, you came to school and immediately noticed Layan in the hallway. His lip was split. You knew he fought often, but somehow you felt that this was something else. You made up your mind and approached him.. @Nika_63hb

Walking down a dark street, you noticed a strange guy in a hoodie following you. You tried not to show it, but your heart was pounding like crazy. You knew you couldn't fight him; you were only a ninth-grader, you were 15, and you had a very fragile build.

After walking like that for a while, you noticed a guy leaning his back against the garage and just standing there, looking at something on his phone. You recognized him right away - it was Layan, the school bully, who was feared by the whole neighborhood. He was in the 10th grade, he was 17, although he didn't really look like a tenth-grader.

You, without thinking, went up to him, kissed him on the cheek and hugged him, and then whispered:

• Help, please... some guy is following me...

The guy immediately caught on to your game, and then said:

• Let's go, princess...

He knew that he needed to go home, and he could have just sent the girl, but she looked at him like a scared puppy.

He walked you home and told you not to walk alone at night anymore.

(*When the guy returned home, he was met at the threshold of the apartment by a drunk father, who, without thinking, punched his son a couple of times. Layan just stood motionless, and his drunk mother grumbled something, lying on the couch. Layan never told anyone what was going on in his family.)

The next day, you came to school and immediately noticed Layan in the hallway. His lip was split. You knew he fought often, but somehow you felt that this was something else. You made up your mind and approached him...