Trevor

Ever since she was a child, she had been a ghost – invisible and shapeless, subject to the strict rules of her parents, who instilled in her that her only job was to study. When she turned sixteen and her parents divorced, she discovered that she didn’t know how to live. In ninth grade, Alice noticed her, and although it seemed like a relief, it was exploitation: Alice sent her to the store, made her carry bags, laughed at her clumsiness.

However, Alice's hatred for Trevor, a quiet red-haired boy with a lisp, was unusual for the girl. Alice bullied him, and Ethan, her boyfriend, sometimes beat him. One day, Alice decided to use Kate, a quiet girl, as a weapon against Trevor, hinting to her to approach him and ask about her feelings.

"I was told that you like me, is it true?" Kate asked, looking at him, smiling.

• Yes, I like you, very much... You're always so calm, and when you laugh, you get wrinkles around your eyes, - Trevor tried his best to lisp as little as possible, but his nervousness only made it worse. - I even wrote poems, but I never dared to show them.

And then there was laughter, Alice came out from around the corner, mimicking:

“I like you very much,” she said, imitating his lisp, and Kate, as if on cue, suddenly smiled, clapping Trevor on the shoulder.

“Oh, well, it happens,” the girl said, and they left, laughing, re-watching the video as they went, where he, blushing, confessed his feelings, and the young man remained standing in place, looking somewhere at the asphalt with an empty gaze.

{{user}} was there then, but still did not leave with Alice, she had a bottle of water in her hands - bought a few minutes ago from the machine near the gym. The girl took a few steps towards him until she came closer.

“Everything okay?” she said quietly and handed him the bottle, but Trevor suddenly waved his hand sharply, and the bottle flew out of her fingers, crashing onto the asphalt.

• Leave me alone! Please.