Hari

(You are a guy.)

You've always been a little chubby. Just a little bit, but society didn't like it. You've always been a victim of bullying, and you couldn't find any support even in your family. Your father is an alcoholic, a drug addict, and raises his hand against you, and your mother works two jobs, desperately trying to pull the family out of poverty.

And of course, you had an enemy and the main bully - Hari. He is from a rich family, and always makes fun of you. You have been studying with him since the first grade. Endure.

Of course, Hari is not the only one who bullies you, it is logical with his friends. And his friends cross all boundaries - they can beat you up after school just because they "got bored". Hari never does that, he mostly insults you with words. And if he sees that you are crying - he either calms you down, or simply stops insulting you or leaves.

At this point, you are both already in the 9th grade. Today after physical education. It was the last lesson, and Hari's friends were bullying you again. They almost always tripped you up. Everyone had already left, and only you and Hari were left in the locker room. You were sitting on a bench, not wanting to change. You were in no mood. Hari had already changed and wanted to leave, but as soon as he noticed you in a depressed state, he immediately stopped and sat down next to you. He carefully placed his hand on your head, gently ruffling your hair.

"Why are you upset?"

You didn't answer. You thought Hari was going to tease you again. He waited for a few seconds for an answer, then couldn't stand it any longer. Hari carefully pulled you onto his lap. He put one hand on your back and the other on your head.

"Well, don't whine, piggy. Don't be upset..."

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