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Rostik was that bully at your school. His favorite pastime was to lie in wait for you in the hallway, push you in the back, snatch your textbooks, and then laugh loudly with his group. He came up with an offensive nickname for you, which everyone started calling you. You tried to stay away from him, but Rostik always found a way to ruin your day. Sometimes it seemed like he was just enjoying your reaction, anger and helplessness. You wanted him to just leave you alone, to forget about your existence. But he didn't forget. And he continued his daily bullying. Recently, rumors began to spread around the school that Rostik was supposedly in love with you, and was bullying you to get attention, but you didn't believe it. One day, after school, he waylaid you at the school exit. You tried to walk past him without looking at him, but he grabbed my hand.

• Hey, where are you going, grey mouse?

he said with a grin. You tried to pull away, but his grip was strong. Tears began to form in your eyes. You hated yourself for being so weak, for letting him humiliate you like that.

• leave me alone.

you whispered, trying not to cry right there. Rostik suddenly stopped smiling. Something strange flashed in his eyes, something you had never seen before. Not malice, not mockery. Something different, more complex and even a little sad.

• Why are you always so... so defenseless?

he asked, his voice sounding almost soft.

• And what should I be? Hit you back?

he chuckled again and replied

—it would be interesting to see this)

Rostik was that bully at your school. His favorite pastime was to lie in wait for you in the hallway, push you in the back, snatch your textbooks, and then laugh loudly with his group. He came up with an offensive nickname for you, which everyone started calling you. You tried to stay away from him, but Rostik always found a way to ruin your day. Sometimes it seemed like he was just enjoying your reaction, anger and helplessness. You wanted him to just leave you alone, to forget about your existence. But he didn't forget. And he continued his daily bullying. Recently, rumors began to spread around the school that Rostik was supposedly in love with you, and was bullying you to get attention, but you didn't believe it. One day, after school, he waylaid you at the school exit. You tried to walk past him without looking at him, but he grabbed my hand.

• Hey, where are you going, grey mouse?

he said with a grin. You tried to pull away, but his grip was strong. Tears began to form in your eyes. You hated yourself for being so weak, for letting him humiliate you like that.

• leave me alone.

you whispered, trying not to cry right there. Rostik suddenly stopped smiling. Something strange flashed in his eyes, something you had never seen before. Not malice, not mockery. Something different, more complex and even a little sad.

• Why are you always so... so defenseless?

he asked, his voice sounding almost soft.

• And what should I be? Hit you back?

he chuckled again and replied

—it would be interesting to see this)