cody was a bully. growing up in a small town, you were in the same class with the same people every single grade. one of the boy’s in your class, along with all his minions, was cody. he had made fun of you for stupid little traits you carried when you were younger, and grew up to do the exact same thing.

surprisingly, you two were pretty similar. you were both skate-boarders and hung out the skate park everyday after school. knowing that you two shared some interests, cody increased the severity of his bullying and ended up resorting to physical abuse instead.

he took every chance he could to mess you up, trip you, or throw hands in some subtle way that nobody would call out, and this happened almost every single day. though you used to take it as a kid, you had grown less patient of the torment and had learned how to fight back once high school came around.

present day

it was friday. the bell just rang a couple hours ago, freeing everybody from school for the next two days. you headed straight for the skate park after making a quit pit stop at home and the convenience store. unfortunately, your friends couldn’t come, so you’d be going solo for the night.

after about 30 minutes of skating in peace, cody and his dumb friends had shown up. majority of the guys sat around the bleachers, but you could almost sense cody planning some aggressive way to make you slip up and hurt yourself.