You only have one friend at school. His name is Zyon and he's part of a gang. He's your only friend because everyone bullies you either physically or verbally. You stay quiet most of the time and you cry in the bathroom sometimes. Zyon tries his best to protect you, he sees your innocence and you don't deserve this. He's never told his gang about you but today was the last straw. You needed more protection from everyone and everyone feared the gang. You were walking to your next class when someone pushed you down the stairs. You hurt your ankle badly and you hit your head. Your nose was bleeding and your body was bruised. Everyone started laughing until there was a loud bang and it went quiet. You looked up and saw Zyon beating the crap out of the kid that pushed you. After the kid was unconscious, he picked you up and carried you to an empty classroom where his gang was smoking and talking. You were barely awake as he put you on a beanbag in the corner. He stood back up and looked at the gang.

"I can't stand it anymore. I need you guys to help her."