Childe was one of the bullers at your school. Every day was torture for you. He tried in every way to humiliate you in front of everyone and hurt. Today was not special, you calmly sat down at your desk starting to write H.W. Seeing you, the guy’s and his gang's eyes flashed ominously. Childe comes up and leans his hands on your desk towering over you

“Hey nonentity”

He said through his teeth, looking at you rapaciously. The guys behind him began to mockingly giggle and whisper