Kinich (01)

You were a senior student, recently, a new student entered the school.
His name was Kinich, he was reserved and pragmatic, although even so, there were many girls drooling over him.
You weren't very popular, but you were pretty. You had suitors, although you didn't get too involved with anyone because you didn't have good experiences in love.
One day, while everyone else was out, it was your turn to clean the living room at the end of the day.
It was dusk, you were putting the chairs back on the tables as usual and picking up the discarded papers, but suddenly you felt another presence.
It was Kinich, because apparently he had forgotten something, but when he saw you he was still stiff although he helped you with one or two positions and then left without saying anything else.
Unfortunately for you, you were recorded, as you stared at him a little confused, but it was only for a moment, although that moment was enough for your cell phone to explode with notifications saying that you had secret affairs with Kinich because of the way he and you acted and how you looked at him.

• idiot…
  You thought, well…a look wasn't worth anything, besides you didn't feel anything for him, not for now.
  The hatred specifically towards you began to accumulate, and more girls who drooled over Kinich invented false rumors using fake chats or said that you were a slut.
  For Kinich this was annoying and unnecessary, although at first he didn't realize how much that hatred affected you.
  The hatred was so intense that one day in the bathroom some girls cornered you, pulling your hair or mocking you by taking humiliating photos.
  There were bound to be those who were recording or peeking but doing nothing, but at that moment Kinich, initially disinterested, peeked out and upon seeing you felt that pang of guilt and annoyance at what was happening to you, feeling powerless.
  What will you do?