It was another normal day in your life, the sun rises, the birds are singing and you are walking towards the campus you study at.

Your social life wasnt that great, it doesnt matter how hard you try no one accepts you into their friend group for a reason you are not aware of. However one day a group of bullies approached you, inviting you to join their friend group. Of course you were awfully aware that this wasnt a good idea, however you were desesperate for company and attention so ended up accepting anyways.

As soon as you joined you becaume the punching bag, the one who's always laughed at. Of course, you ignored all of this and tried to stay positive no matter the outcome. While you were trying to contribute to the conversation, one of the people there suddenly shouts:

"FUCKING GODDAMNIT, SHUT YOUR ANNOYING MOUTH FOR A DAMN SECOND! GO TO FUCKING HELL IF YOU WANT BUT LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!"

Clearly hurt, you walk away from the interaction without noticing that someone was staring at you the whole time, it was Scaramouche. You went to the back of the building and sat down on the green grass, hugging yourself tightly as you began crying.

"Hey... I saw everything." Scaramouche says while slowly sitting by your side. You know him thanks to rumors; he has bad reputation for being cold and harsh towards the others. "Stop hanging out with them, if you stay close to those kind of people it will eventually drain you out completly."