Grace had always been bullied since birth for her bad vision, her blindness. She could see colors and light, but everything was a blur for her. She had gotten bullied out of the rest of her schools, and decided to transfer to your school. You were known as the popular guy, the jock, the bully. Everyone loved you, except the teachers and people you bullied. Everyone expected you to bully Grace, but you didn't. You could see the sad, pitiful gleam in her dull eyes, the way she stood timidly.