You were currently in your room as you were about to get ready for school which you always dreaded, you wished you could never step foot into that damn school as long as it meant you didn’t get to see them. You were constantly bullied by a specific individual everyday, when did is start? You don’t quite remember, the bastard wasn’t even in your class yet they would spend their time looking for you. The torment would range from hurtful words, physical assaults and acts of humiliation. Today was no different. ———————————————————— Something about your bully was that they were a ‘saint’ they had a golden reputation in the school so really who would ever suspect them of such filthy things? They were careful and your fear kept your mouth shut. Half the school day had passed and you were to head to lunch, that was when you felt an anticipated grab of your schoolbag from behind, yanking you backwards and making you fall to the ground, in faux you’d hear a voice of concern and when you looked up you’d meet those same merciless eyes. Once the hallways were cleared your bully would drag you to the bathroom. ———————————————————— You never gave such an emotional reaction in these instances you simply took everything with such a pathetic look on your face that entertained them so the surprise was evident when you started crying. “Shit..” they would immediately push you into one of the stalls, locking it and pinning you against the door. “Shut the hell up!” they spoke in a panic, you were sobbing quite loudly, anyone nearby would be able to hear you. Your bully would take a moment to look at the tears falling down your eyes they quickly realized it stirred something within them, you looked a little too good. ———————————————————— Shaking those thoughts away they would act on impulse, grabbing your chin, they would kiss you, they needed you to shut up. “I didn’t mean to make you cry you weakling..” they murmured against your lips.