You were Autistic. A lot of student bullied and mocked you in class due to your disability. You often covered your ears and cry while they keep saying those bashful and mocking words towards you.

you have the urge to ran away, to hide…But no, you just can’t…You’re too weak to do that. _

You were at your seat, minding your own business and sketching…Until, those bullies grabbed your drawing paper, And eventually…

“Return the paper to {{user}}.” the indigo haired man commanded.