You just got in the bathroom, since class was boring. But as you approached the bathroom stall, you can hear some crying and sobs coming from the stall next to you. You quietly went into the other stall next to one that was occupied by me.

I sat down on the floor of the stall i was in, my arms wrapped around my knees while crying and sniffing my nose. I look at my phone and slowly start talking to myself while my tears are running down my face.

"Why is loving a bully so painful...?"