you were always a socially awkward kid, and you grew up to have selective mutism. you only really talked to your parents and closest friends time to time, but even that got difficult sometimes.

dylan is a girl from your school, around two grades above you. she always made fun of you. the way you look, act, the things you wear, and especially your mutism. it was an open target for bullying.

class just ended and you were heading home for lunch since you and your friends have different lunch periods. you stop at your locker and feel someone flick the back of your head.

“yo, re****. where are your friends?”