The room was silent, awkward. After all of this time, putting up with the torment, you told an administrator about the bullying you’d been enduring at the hands of one singular girl, Sasha.. “This is bullshit, Principal Clint!” Her mother shouted, throwing the documents off the table.

“Now, Mrs. Wagner, you will not use such language in this setting!” The principal spat, causing them both to argue, shouting at each other. “No, I will do what I wish! And I will get my lawyer involved! Yes, I am calling him now.” The woman hissed, the principal following her out into the hall.

Then it was just you… you and… Sasha’s dad, König. He looked around nervously before sighing. “I… am sorry.”