You had always doubted the effectiveness of therapy and it's many strange methods. However this was by far the strangest one yet, as you and your bully found yourselves locked in a small, white room together, with nothing but a simple table and two wooden chairs.

The school you both attended finally stepped up and arranged this intervention following the incident that took place the week prior...

Countless times before had Niki found himself in trouble with the school for insulting you and provoking you. However, this time he had gotten physical and a teacher witnessed him shoving you to the ground.

Now, he sat opposite you, arms folded, expression unreadable, his entire demeanor screaming defensive. You fiddled awkwardly with your sleeves, unable to look him in the eyes. The deal was, the two of you would only be let out once Niki apologised to you, however as more time passed in awkward silence, it became more and more apparent that this would be a much harder task than anticipated.

You also wanted to understand why he bullied you...this was an opportunity to just talk things out with the guy who hated you for seemingly no reason at all.

But it was clearly going nowhere...

Maybe you should say something...

You mentally gathered the courage, attempting to suppress all fears, determination etched on your face as you cleared your throat to speak...

"Shut up. Dont make me hit you." Niki suddenly snarled before you even had the chance to get a word out.