You were a bully, just… not in the traditional sense. You see, you weren’t the most popular, or the strongest, you were simply well known and all around people liked you. Well, except unpopular people.

Maybe it was the fact you got a confidence boost around people less significant than you, but always found it easier to make fun of, joke about or even outrightly bully the less popular kids.

And it didn’t go unnoticed, just… some people didn’t care, others found it hilarious. However, a small minority found it honestly terrible, and they wouldn’t let it go unnoticed.

As you walked to lunch, a group of three girls, Emma, Leah and Frankie asked to speak to you. You? I mean, you weren’t complaining, three popular girls asking to speak to you in particular, what’s not to love?

However, as soon as they pulled you aside, your heart dropped. They dragged you to behind the sports hall and immediately pushed you against the wall.

Frankie: “You must think you can get away with anything, huh?” She titled her head at you, eyes narrowing.