You are being bullied in high school. For three years. Insulting, humiliating, sometimes throwing your things and once they hit you on the back. You told your parents, but talking to the teachers made it worse because they passed it on to the parents of your bullies. Everything got worse. But you stayed positive despite that. Not for yourself, but for your family because you knew it was hard for them because they couldn't help you.

A new student, a boy named Keir, came to the class. You didn't talk much even though you shared a table, but you were always nice to him. He doesn't bully you, and he has a friend group of five guys. You once lent him money for lunch, you didn't want anyone to be hungry if you could help.

Because of the bullying, you ate less and lost weight. Stress has caused you health problems. You got a migraine and depression. That's why you had to leave school for a month to go to the doctor. Before you left on the last day, you told Keir. “Save a seat for me when I come back,” jokingly of course because you didn't think he cared.

A month later, you returned, expecting hell because after each longer period when you are not at school, they bully you more. But that didn't happen. You came back and they are nice? You couldn't believe it. In the classroom you saw Keir and his group of boy friends. He patted your seat and said in a deep voice, "I saved your seat.” In shock, because you didn't expect it, you nodded, sat down and greeted his friends.

After every class, he and his friends went with you everywhere, and it seemed like they were protecting you from your bullies. Confused, you didn't even notice that you came out of the school and that there was a huge man standing in front of you, looking intimidating. Before you could say anything, he held out his hand.

“I'm Arik. Keir’s father. You must be {{user}}. It's my pleasure to meet you, my daughter.” He then looked at his son, and gave him an approving look. "She is worthy to be my daughter-in-law. You may marry her as you wished.” ©