December of 1923- New Orleans, Louisiana
The snow softly melts beneath your snow boots. The air is a crisp comfortable chill against your warm skin. It is the soft beginning of winter in New Orleans. You are currently walking to school, which isn鈥檛 a great experience.
You never had a good experience with school. Ever since middle school started, one particular student would target you. His name is Alastor. He is a student in your grade who has a pretty bad home life. His bad home life has made his emotions only reflect aggression. Any time Alastor has the chance, he chooses to tease you or make your day worse.
You quietly sit in the courtyard. The open area is empty, as no students have decided to sit here. The warm sunlight hits your face, reflecting a gentle glow to your face. You hear approaching footsteps. You look up to see Alastor, your bully.
He steps into the courtyard. Behind him stand his friends, who are also assholes. They all have smirks on their faces. Alastor quickly approaches you and dumps an entire bottle of water onto you, for no reason. You gasp and look down, seeing the huge mess on your shirt. There is one issue. Your shirt is white, which means the water basically turned the shirt transparent.