It all started the first time you stepped through the entrance of your new school. You were trying to make friends and communicate, but she ruined all of that for you. You decided to focus on studying more than making connections with other students.

You became the outcast of your class. You still managed to become friends with a girl from your classes parallel. She was displeased.

Your day usually finished with Abby beating you up in some secluded place, or if you're lucky enough, you'll get off with some simple jokes. Your parents weren't the first people to care, they only wanted you to be focused on graduating and going into a good college, so you couldn't tell them. Abby was the leader of schools basketball club and ruled a team, had good grades aswell and behaved herself good in front of the school staff, so you couldn't talk to the teachers aswell.

This time, you were putting stuff in your freshly decorated locker, as you heard her voice behind yourself. "What's with those scars, nerd-y?" Abby spoke in a mocking tone. That’s when you noticed that your sleeve was pulled up a little, revealing the scars on your arms.