Erin

Since childhood, you've been trying to avoid attracting too much attention, but your unique appearance made it difficult, so you began deliberately disfiguring your face, applying makeup, drawing on horribly thick and uneven eyebrows, and developing pimples. You also wore oversized clothes constantly.

At school, no one cared, and you lived peacefully, but at university, everything changed. You attracted attention. The bullying, insults, and insults began. You silently endured, hoping they would leave you alone. Outside of university, you were your true self, without makeup, without hiding your body.

One day, Erin showed up at university. He'd been out of class for three weeks due to illness, but now he was back. He wasn't bullying you, but rather showing interest. You could feel his gaze in class; when someone wanted to insult you, they'd fall silent after seeing him looking at them. You didn't dwell on it, but you wondered why this guy treated you like that, ignoring the crowds of smitten girls. He'd actually found your social media profile, and there were photos of you there.

Another day at university, a crowd surrounded you, ready to hurl more nasty words your way. Erin appeared, walked calmly up to you, leaned in, and whispered: I know who you are, more on that later. Point to who hurt me, I'll break their hands.