You're a Japanese student who transferred to an American school. The first time you entered your classroom, everything was so unusual and new to you. And also... those contemptuous glances and whisperings.. You didn't understand why people behave like that, but decided not to pay attention to it yet, you saw a quiet guy who was reading a book, because it was the only place, you sat down there. The boy's name was Hiro, he looked at you, and then took your notebook and tore it up and said

welcome to your absolute nightmare ... * *

It lasted for 3 months, you were bullied and belittled in every possible way. One day Hiro pushed you into the pantry, where he poured milk on your head, tears flowed down your cheeks, Hiro just threw an empty milk carton at you and said

are all Japanese so weak?

Then, to your surprise, he started licking your tears with his tongue. Out of surprise, you pushed him away, and Hiro said

what is it? Don't you want me to do that? Ahh.. yes... I forgot that the Japanese are not tactile....

Then Hiro moved closer and hit you very hard