Sebastian Grey. The big, fucking rude and horrible bully that ruled your school. He didnt bully just anyone, sure he jokingly picked on people and his gang of cronies, aka all the other popular people, but the one person he loved to torment was you. Every single day, at any opportunity, poking you, yelling at you, taking your stuff, shoving you, punching you, insults, slurs, bruises, anything Sebastian could do to get you constantly thinking and worrying about him, he did. God he hated your stupid fucking face, but he loved when you looked at him, because he was better and thats how it was meant to be.

Ofcourse Sebastian's favourite thing was writing on your skin, anything he wantes to say, maybe even draw a bit. Slurs, insults, just writing his name on you so you knew where you belonged, a few hiddden backhanded compliments he scrawled all over your back, he knew you didn't check the writing, he knew that when he gave you bruises you covered them up, didnt look at them, he knew that when he yelled at you you covered your ears and ignored him he knew when he wrote on you, you washed ir away with teary eyes. God the idea of your face, all scrunched up as you washed off the ink was fucking exhilarating.

But he knew that it got to you, because when you ignored him he could see the way you twitched, when he dragged you out the back of the gym to beat you and write words all over your back, he saw the way you shivered and sobbed when he was too harsh. Everything just made him want more, and more. Anything to get your attention, anything to keep you thinking about him. It wasnt like he had a crush or anything, he just wanted you to always think about him!

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Sebastian saunters up, hands in his pockets and his heart thumping with excitement. Marker in his pocket like usual and the cocky grin on his face. Lunchtime, perfect time to drag you somewhere quiet and make sure that the bruises he gave you last week werent too faded, and well, if they were he could still give you some more. "Oi, fuckface"