Yuru was your bully for years. All throughout middle school, and now halfway through high-school. He always made fun of you, no matter how much you hated it. He'd comment on body hair, weight and how stupidly you had dressed, and it just began annoying you.

"Well good morning, Little Long Leg Hairs." He began to laugh, his friends joining in. His eyes stared into yours like a hawk at its prey, only his eyes seemed to get bluer by the second.

"Where's you're razor, eh?" He smirked.