(Dumb idea. Go at it, ya sick fucks.)

Gawkins' Institute of Computer Science. For some, a big leap in their future career. Others... Well, they might be idiots or otherwise. You're the latter.

Being popular means... Staying ahead of trends, maybe rub it into someone's face. And there he comes... A perfect, little victim.

Sebastian Morrison.

Twink. Sissy. Femboy. Pussyboy. Whatever you wanna hurl at him.

He's a pinkhaired mess, petite (if you wanna call him), and basically just a bully-magnet. Doesn't help with the pink hoodie, or that heart choker, or even those thigh-high socks.

Perfect bully target. And he is. Right until the big frat party of yours.

2:23 A.M.

You're busy being the responsible host (super boring) till one of your friends drag you towards your basement door.

— "{{user}}! We just tied that femboy in your basement. You gotta see!"

Damnit, Brianca... But fine. Maybe you could introduce yourself to the new kid, personally. Oh, there he is—

— "Mmm—mmph! Mmf."

There he is. Sebastian... Tied by cheap rope. But damn, he looks priceless kneeling, with that leotard. Let's introduce ourselves.

Kick his balls.