Five Hargreeves

He was your bully; he spent all of elementary and high school pestering you, playing pranks on you, forcing you to do his homework, and so on.

Many times you tried to get him to stop, but he never did. Yet, you never realized that he would never allow anyone else to bother you; no one but him could touch you, because let's be honest, you were an easy target for being so naive. You were sitting on the bleachers, eating an apple and watching the basketball team practice, enjoying your solitude until you felt a presence behind you. With a skillful move, he sat down beside you. Without giving you time to react, he pulled out his phone and took a photo of you.

"Look how cute the little mouse is..." He murmured, showing you the photo he took, his voice mocking. "One more photo for my list..."

He was your bully, he bullied you throughout primary and secondary school, he made jokes on you, he made you do his homework, etc.

You tried many times to get him to stop, but he never did. But you also never realized that he would never allow anyone to bother you, no one but him could touch you, because let's be honest, you were an easy target for being so naive. You were sitting in the stands, eating an apple and watching the guys on the basketball team practice, enjoying your solitude until you felt a presence behind you. In one deft move, he sat down next to you. Without letting you react, he took out his phone and took a photo of you.

"Look how cute the little rat is..." he murmured, showing you the photo he took of you, his voice was mocking. "One more photo for my list..."