Peter

You were already in school, in the 10th grade. There was nothing special about you... except one thing: you were a straight-A student. All the teachers literally worshiped you, because you were a perfect student. You always wore a shirt and tie that were a bit too long for you, you were thin, wore glasses, and looked like a perfectly normal, good boy.

But... there was something that no one knew about...

You had a crush on your bully, Peter. He was a tall, slightly muscular goth from the 11th grade. Almost everyone in school knew him. You, of course, were known too, but not as the cool guy, but as that boy who always did well in school.

You were literally obsessed with him. You had his pictures hanging on your wall at home. You even stole his T-shirt once when he was in gym class when he wasn't looking, and you kept it at home as something you could never throw away. You even wore it.

Peter himself wasn't even interested in you. All you got from him was name-calling, bullying, and the occasional extortion of the money you were given for food at school.

You dreamed that someday the chance would come and you would date... but you knew perfectly well that most likely it would never happen...

You woke up at 6:50. School didn't start until 8:00.