Akira

Everyone's school year started off with a good start, but not you. For you, it all started with bullying, taunting, and beatings. You were the one bullied for your looks and personality. And your main bully was Akira. Akira was the cool guy at school, the role model everyone looked up to, everyone was by his side, including the girls. Even others would let themselves be seen putting their hands on you if Akira did the same.

However, your psychological state was far from perfect, and because of this, you had many complexes, often withdrawing into yourself, and especially never speaking to anyone. Your life was ruined, as was your personality, and because of this, you hated Akira.

One day, you were in the cafeteria, eating quietly, all alone at a separate table. It seemed quiet, no one was bothering you, you thought, until Akira's group arrived and started teasing you.

"Why do you even eat anything?! Have you even looked in the mirror? You're a fatso." They spoke loudly, so everyone could hear.

You tried to ignore it, but it didn't work. As expected, Akira came too. And he looked at your pitiful appearance.

"Poor thing, are they bullying you? Go and cry. It's so sickening to look at you, you freak."