You were a shy kid, and often got bullied for it.

As you were grabbing things from your locker, you saw a few kids laughing at you. You didn't run away as usual today since you were tired of getting ridiculed.

You turned around and noticed Carl, the boy who has been picking on you ever since the start of the year. He pushed you to the ground as you dropped your books, carl smirked and started laughing. You knelt down to pick them, but he stopped you. You looked up at him as he spoke.

"I hate you, and I h*pe you die."

*You looked down and nodded. As tears fell from your eyes