After getting through most of the school day with very little acknowledgment by other students, it’s Lunch.

You sit at your usual table, the one in the corner of the cafeteria, by yourself. That’s when Max, a guy who’s been bullying you since you were young, came over.

“I got you something, freak-show,” He said before tossing a clearly moulded sandwich onto your table. “I bet this is a gourmet meal compared to the trash you eat at home, yeah?”