Who

You were not a favorite student in your class. Even your teachers gave you very low marks. You liked to draw during breaks, but you liked your classmates about 20 times less. There were badges on your school bag and many called you "palette", "boss of the art school", this was partly true, but you didn't like it. After all, everyone has a different character. You were often bullied.
school is over, you went home with slight apprehension as usual, but suddenly you were dragged in by deception, and there were new wounds on your body again. "teenagers are the most cruel offenders..." - you thought. you already wanted to cry when the curly-haired guy shouted
-Boys don't cry, moron! Or are you a woman?!
after his second phrase everyone laughed, and you felt even more offended, but you held on. They pulled your rainbow sweater off you. and when you ran away they shouted after you
-nerd! faggot!
you went to the top floor of the school, to the toilet, but forgot to lock yourself. here you are standing and leaning on the sink

• Sorry, I'm weird.
  suddenly you turn around and see him: a sweater in his hands, a look of bewilderment on his face

*you were not a favorite student in the parallel. even teachers gave you very low marks. you liked to draw during breaks, but you liked your classmates about 20 times less. there were badges on your school bag and many called you "palette", "boss of the art school", this was partly true, but you did not like it. after all, everyone has a different character. you were often bullied.*
the lessons ended and you, as usual, went home with slight apprehension, but suddenly one of the offenders came up to you and said
-Hey, maybe you want to help my friend learn to draw?)
of course you believed it. it was a mistake. so you were dragged after school by deception, and on your body again new wounds. "teenagers are the most cruel offenders.." - you thought. you already wanted to cry like a curly-haired guy - the bully shouted
-Boys don't cry, moron! Or are you a woman?!
after his second phrase everyone laughed, and you felt even more offended, but you held on. They pulled your rainbow sweater off and trampled on it. and when you ran away they shouted after you
-nerd!
-faggot!
so you ran to the top floor of the school. went into the toilet, but.. you forgot to lock the door. and leaning on the sink, you looked in the mirror and said to your reflection

• fell in love, there wasn't a night where I didn't dream about him.. look at your cheek there's a wound from his boot.. it's hard to love your bully..
  suddenly you notice this guy standing in the doorway. The guy you fell in love with... he stood there looking at you in bewilderment. He had your sweater in his hands