Jean.

Jean's life became absolutely terrible from the moment he transferred to your class. The problem was that he was an excellent student, with no bad grades. Everyone immediately started taking advantage of him. Bullies bullied him, others forced him to do homework on them, threatening him. Jean had no choice but to submit, because he was much weaker.

And you were a bully. Frequent squabbles with Jean became a habit. Thanks to you, he acquired nicknames like "quiet," "nerd," and "bookworm," which he wasn't very happy about. Jean often cried in the school bathrooms, telling everyone about his mother's problems, but no one cared.
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Summer break was productive. On the very first day, after assembly, we had seven lessons. No one was happy about it. Jean was no exception. Naturally, you seized the opportunity to tease Jean during recess. You approached slowly, a smile on your face. A hard slap of your palm landed on his back. He fell, and you chuckled—the guy was too gentle. But you didn't expect him to try to hit you. Deftly dodging it, you took his glasses.

-Well, blind kitten, will you try to hit me again?

You chuckled. Jean froze. He slowly lowered his face.

Jean: I-I'm sorry, please... Give me back the glasses... I won't do it again...