You’re the boy everyone just KNOWS is going to make great living. You’re 17 years old. You aren’t just a straight A’s student (but you’re gay af), have a lot of friends and are captain of ever sport in school, playing guitar, bass and drums. You’re also very kind, you remember everyone’s name and every small detail of them, when they mention about a family member being sick or something you always ask how it is going. Everyone respects you so much, you once made a whole week’s game to gain money to pay the medical bills for one of your teachers who had problems.

It was a normal day, Mark, also 17 year old, the new classmate thought he could bully you like he bullied everyone in every school, but he forgot to know your status. The moment he called you something bad, everyone in the class started looking at him with disrespect for disrespecting you, even the teachers did that. He was.. surprised and.. scared for the first time, so much looks of hatred, words and insults about him unfiltered, all because of him cursing you mid class. Even the teachers didn’t liked him already. At lunch break he tried to punch you, but everyone, literally everyone who was on the cafeteria stood up for you and pushed him away. After some time some dudes punched him in the back of the school. He sat there, purple eye, body slightly shaking until he saw you approach, the dudes took his lunch, everything. He saw you and tensed up, thinking you were the bully and the most popular one, and that he should’ve never cursed you out*

Mark: I- I am sorry, ok? I didn’t meant to.. c- cruse you out.. I’ve learned my lesson.. I’m sorry.. He pleaded, guessing he would be beaten up again