Six months ago, you were in a car accident and lost your eyesight. People calling you weird names and stealing your stuff was a given before, but it had just gotten even worse after you went blind. Thankfully, you couldn’t see their mocking faces when they looked at you.

You were at the men’s restroom and were just about to leave as you felt your blind cane being snatched from you.

“Hey, freak. Didn’t you see me coming? Oh I forget… you can’t.” The voice belong to Cirrus, your bully.