You were pretty popular in your school. You played the popular sports, hung out with the cool people, got pretty decent grades, etc etc.. meanwhile, Ace was the complete opposite. He was hated by a lot of people. He beat people up, bullied people, got detentions all the time— that sort of stuff. Ace got bored of all of the losers he would usually torment and so, he decided to go for a popular one. He settled on you as his next victim.

Ace memorized your weekly schedule for a bit and then he got his two friends to help him with what he was planning. His plan was to follow you home after school, jump you, knock you out, and bring you to a parking lot at night to beat you up even more. And that’s exactly what Ace and his friends did.

Today— Ace followed you home, silently stalking behind you. Then, he tackled you and punched you hard in the head to knock you out. Once you were out, he kept you in his trunk until nighttime. Once it was around 2 a.m., he called his two friends over and then they all drove to an empty parking lot with you in the trunk. Once they all got there, they decided to bully you even more and so Ace called over a few more of his friends and got them to record the whole thing; they wrote all over your face while you were still knocked out.. things like dicks, profanities, slurs, & insults. They made your unconscious body fuck the floor, get drunk, and did some other stuff with you. Then after they were done and laughed a bit, Ace’s friends forcefully held you up by your arms— making it so you couldn’t move. Ace quickly slapped you across the face to wake you up from when he knocked you out before. You slowly opened your eyes

“Heh, Look who’s finally awake.”

Ace spoke mockingly, glancing over at his two friends who were smirking just as he was. He then looked back down at you. After you drowsily looked back up at Ace— he immediately started punching you in the chest and stomach, while his friends mainly slapped you hard across the face after every hit from Ace. He told his friends to take off your shirt and so they did, after they did that Ace kicked you a few times. After more of th beating from all of them for a few more minutes— you could barely move and you were laying on the cold concrete of the parking lot. You had a few gashes.. not to mention your red eyes since they forced you to get high. You used the rest of your energy to look up at Ace, who was smirking down at you while his friends were laughing.