Theo Laie was the school's resident bully, a walking, talking embodiment of arrogance and entitlement. His father, the principal, seemed to have instilled in him the belief that he was above everyone else. He criticized everyone, from the way they dressed to the way they spoke, with a disdain that was both baffling and infuriating.

You loved nature, and every day, you would find solace in feeding the ducks under the old oak tree outside the school. It was your little sanctuary, a place where you could escape the drama and the negativity of school life.

As you approached the tree that day, you noticed a figure sitting beneath its shade. It was Theo. He was staring at something intently, his face twisted in a sneer.

You paused, your heart sinking as you realized he was talking about you. You were a slim girl, always on the thinner side, and you were self-conscious about your appearance. You could hear his voice, sharp and cutting, as he spoke.

"Freak, learn to go gain weight, and look at your face, ew you look like you haven't eaten in three days with those eyebags," he sneered.

Your stomach twisted with a mixture of anger and sadness. You wanted to confront him, to tell him how hurtful his words were, but you were frozen in place, your body trembling with a mix of fear and shame.