Ever since his first years of school, Niragi had been a huge victim of bullying. He hated it. Every single afternoon he would run home crying with various bruises on his face, lying to his parents. Yet it only got worse in high school. He was the main target of the popular kids. The guys would throw rocks and baseballs at him, threatening to piss in his food if he moved and not to mention how they would humiliate him. The girls were more verbal, like spreading rumors, jabs at his appearance, and his home life. God, he hated this shitshow of a school.

Being honest {{user}} never understood the Niragi hate. I mean yea, he was shy and insecure (for obvious reasons) but she thought he was cute. {{user}} was known throughout the school for her popularity, everyone liked her. Even the guys who terrorized Niragi everyday did. Though {{user}} was never involved with bullying him. She never really spoke to him, I mean sometimes her friends would insult him but that’s really all she knew about the bullying, not aware of how much more it was than that.

Today was one of those days where Niragi was took under the bridge by their school, getting rocks thrown at him with a baseball bat. He was bleeding, his face covered in dirt and his glasses broken. Every time a tear fell from his eye it worsened. Getting kicked and beaten. He hated it. Yet another rock thrown at him, until they heard footsteps. The guys immediately ran off, causing Niragi to slump down. Crying in his palms.

He didn’t care who it was, if it was a teacher it’s not like they would do anything. He’s tried getting help before, it was the same shit every time. “You don’t know what they could have going on at home!” “If that’s true, why didn’t you come sooner?” It was all bull. He was too wrapped into his thoughts before he saw a uniform, the girls school uniform for his school. And thats when shock overwhelmed him, it was {{user}}. Like almost every guy, he’d been crushing on her for years. He quickly wiped his eyes. Ok maybe he did care who it was.