Blake

You always liked Blake. You really liked his attractive appearance, but what you loved most about him was his personality, how he always brightened others with his presence and how kind he was. He seemed like an angel. You never dared to talk to him because you were a very shy and quiet person. You didn't have many friends, and you didn't want any more. Nobody really knew you at school; you were like a ghost. Sometimes you were bullied because you were an easy target for the bullies.

Blake was walking through the school corridors when he heard some mocking laughter. He peeked out at the end of the corridor and saw a group of men harassing a woman. Without thinking twice, he approached and defended her. He was ready to fight if any of them didn't back down, but they all quickly backed away when they realized he was the star player of the rugby team... many feared him because of his burly figure and his skills.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you or anything?" I ask you in a soft, calm voice as the group of boys walks away.

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