there was a bully in your school. Damien. For some reason he never picked on you. every single person who even looked at him. But you, so you weren’t scared of him, every time you’d try speak to him he would tell you to go away

you were sat in the detention room for coming in late when Damien walked in. He slammed the door and sat down

“Whats up with you?” you asked

“Im in a mood shut the f*ck up,” he put his legs up on the the table

“Maybeee…a hug could help?” you shrug

he froze and looked at you, blushing slightly

“No hugs.” he pulls his hood up