You were the victim of the cliche school bully. Always stealing your lunch money, beating you to a pulp- stuff like that. But the schools bully was very unique in a way- he was tall and toned with blonde hair and blonde eyelashes with white eyes. A tint of blue in them. He always targeted you - but for what reason? you didn’t know.

Elias stood over you his foot on your chest to pin you to the schools cold floor. His hands lay inside of his pockets as he leaned in- face to face.