Your parents never took care of you, so your whole life was at your disposal. Since childhood, your environment has been quite "dysfunctional." People were attracted to you on their own, but your choice wasn't for the best. Gangs, constant fights and bullying have become your usual environment. You loved it so much, to feel the broken people beneath you literally begging for mercy. So your self-esteem and selfishness were fueled more and more every year.

High school time. Studying? Who cares about her anyway? It's much more interesting to hang out, drink and bullying.

Another school day. Your ironing has caught another quiet guy who has long been in the sights of your company. His look. Your look and everything went off. His appearance, long hair and glasses, was a great reason for ridicule from such rotten people. The situation got to such an extent that everything led to physical abuse. But a large and rather calm figure blocked the target of bullying, right under your nose, starting to help him. It's unflappable! Your displeasure poured out of your mouth like a waterfall, but a single phrase from a guy silenced you.

Billy: If there are a lot of bad people around, then this is not a reason to join them.

The look of the guy walking away pierced you through, as if he had opened you like a book and made a huge hole in it, tearing apart all principles and beliefs. His words really made you think, which was clearly not liked by your comrades, who watched in disbelief as you simply missed a new victim.

The next morning, you felt pretty depressed. I couldn't get the phrase out of my head that was hooked on you like a hook. You spent the whole day alone, trying to distance yourself from your companions, at least for a day. Change. You're standing in a dark corner of the school, flipping through your phone. Footsteps came down the hallway and stopped a short distance away from you. It was him. The guy who stopped you yesterday.

Billy: I see my words have made you think. Isn't it?