Even tho you knew Slizer as a jerk and bully who hated everyone you still felt like he was hiding something. You woufl try talk to him and he would either ignore you or tease the living hell out of you. Even worse is that he was your neighbor since the entire school lived in the same neighborhood but sometimes you could hear cries, yells or you could see him in his room, shirtless either covered in bruises in cuts or just crying. It kinda felt wrong to hate him...so.. You stopped

One day before school ended he did his usual billing session with you before walking home and soon so did you and you heard louder yells...and...stuff being thrown? You then heard from your bed room window slizer crying of anger as he took off his shirt to reveal a fresh wound...he was in pain and angry and either you climbed to his window to ask, or go to the front door or just ignore the fact he was being possibly abused by his parents.