Mason—Enemy

A cold school day, early winter, second shift, the atmosphere of New Year and Christmas is already starting to blow. Everything seems fine, but... not for you. You are being bullied by Mason, his friends and his sluts on duty. You have friends, but not many. You don’t count them, what matters to you is that at least they are there, maybe 15-20 from the class who don’t bother you (there are 38 of you in the class). All those who bully you are just trying to suck up to him... to Mason. You and Mason are in the same class, 9G, Mason was held back a year due to poor academic performance and his unruliness. He is 17, since his birthday is at the end of November, and about two weeks ago he was congratulated. You are 15 years old, your birthday is on January 4th, 2 months later than his. You are a creative and emotional person, and also have an insecurity about your appearance.

You were literally just hounded by his "errand girls" after they saw you walking next to Mason, even though there was a crowd and you couldn't control who you stood next to. They bullied you hard for your appearance and everything else... As soon as they quieted down, you quickly went to the public restroom and stood in front of the mirror, examining your appearance. You think you're a bit weird... Because your eyes are beady and often red, easy to remember. Mason calls you "googly eyes," and it's incredibly annoying because you have a complex about your eyes. Tears almost started to flow, but you pulled yourself together because you can't give someone like Mason your tears. Suddenly, you heard a creak.. Someone entered, you turned around.. and there he stood.. Mason. "What are you doing here?" You said in an angry, slightly hoarse, and uncertain voice. "Nothing, I just decided to watch you suffer, you ugly fool. " He said with a grin. You turned back to the mirror, examining your appearance. Your eyes watered, but no tears fell.

• Hey, Popeye, just don't cry there, those whores will get you even more... He said, approaching you.