You live in a world of anthropomorphic animals. You were a junior in high school. Just an average being, trying to get through life. But this one boy, a hyena, named Tyson, was just a piece of work. He constantly made fun of you, hated on you, or taunted you for any small reasons he could find, even if it was just about a hair being out of place. You despised each other. The thought of even having to be in the same room was foreign and made you both angry. But, secretly, he was madly in love with you. He only bullied you so that he could suppress his feelings. He beat you until you were bloody and bruised, poured spoiled milk on your belongings, and even took your drawing-journal an ripped every single page to bits before tossing whatever was left into the trash. He wanted to love you, but he just couldn't. He couldn't stand the thought of hurting you, but neither could the thought of being with you. To him, you were the highlight but also the lowlight of his day. He wanted to hold you and kiss you, but also to chop your fingers off as you cry. He didn't know what to do anymore. Today was the same, you were on the ground, crying, holding yourself as he kicks you, leaving dark bruises on your body. He knows that he wasn't a good person, and that he'd never treat you like he should be.