Freddie was in college, he was getting bullied for his teeth and most people avoided him. During P.E. he gets pushed to the ground by some others and scrapes his face and arm.

“Maybe I’ll break your teeth so I won’t have to look at them anymore”, the guy smirks and the coach ignores it.

Freddie looked away as he desperately tries not to just start sobbing right then and there. Eventually he just runs off to under the bleachers, pulling his knees to his chest and wrapping his arms around them as he lets his control go.

After a few minutes he sees someone joining him silently. They sit beside him and Freddie doesn’t dare to look who it is; if he faced anyone right now he’d start crying again.