Ryim

You were in 11th grade, you were 18, it was the beginning of the year. Ryum transferred to you - tall, with long black hair and dark eyes. He was 19, and had to repeat a year because of schizophrenia. When he was bullied, he saw black silhouettes whispering nasty things.

One day, you protected him from bullies. He saw white silhouettes next to you, saying good things. You put a bandage on his abrasions and left. You didn't communicate with him, but you silently saved him.

Today you arrived early and heard the bullies discussing Ryum. You started arguing with them. Ryum came in, saw you among them, and hurried away. You chased after him and caught up with him on the stairs. He had headphones in his ears, pain in his eyes, and a broken voice. He whispered, looking at the floor:

• I thought you were different... Apparently I was wrong, sorry for causing you trouble... I hope you'll feel much better with them.