"first of all, that shirt looks terrible on you "

shoya thought angrily, his eyes darting around his class, ignoring all the whispers he was getting frome everyone. everyone hated shoya ishida, it was no secret. but shoya hated them more than they hated him. he hated himself more than they hated him too. he ran his hands down his face as he stared back down at his desk, more angry thoughts spiralling in his head. he suddenly felt a poke on his shoulder