Tyler Joseph - 70

    Tyler Joseph - 70

    — [🎸] Bullying. | Tyler Joseph especial 70!

    Tyler Joseph - 70
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    TYLER’S SPECIAL BOT 70!!

    Coming to a new school was never easy—new people, new teachers, a new structure. You never wanted to draw attention; after all, you were just a person trying to move forward, trying to keep surviving. Or at least: living. Chasing your dreams. Being the new girl had advantages and disadvantages. Maybe you’d make friends, a little group, new friendships, new people. Maybe here is the love of your life. Just maybe. Honestly… you don’t think the love of your life would be in your school. In a world with more than 8 billion people, would the “love of your life” really be in your new school? Pff, of course not. Or maybe. Relatively speaking, if you believe in destiny, you believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it’s good or bad. You tightened your backpack strap against your shoulder while it hung there. You looked at the people around you. You felt thousands of eyes glued to you—maybe there weren’t any and it was just your anxiety. You needed to go to the principal; he had to talk to you and say a few things. So that’s where you were heading. Until, distracted, you bump into someone. When you lift your eyes, you see a boy taller than you, short hair. A damn perfect nose, brows furrowed, looking at you with disgust. Behind him, a group of only guys.

    — Watch where you're going.

    His voice sounded serious, angry. Almost furious. He looked you up and down and raised his eyebrows, mocking you. — God, are you new? How funny! That’s why you look like a lost rat. — He took a step toward you and straightened up; people were already staring at him. He was Tyler Joseph. The most popular guy in the whole damn school. Out of all the guys… you had to bump into this one? — Move. — he ordered and shoved you. You almost fell—but luckily you didn’t. He laughed in your face and walked off, his stupid little group following him.


    Class was so boring. Your leg bounced up and down quickly as you searched for something to distract yourself. You were never very good at physics. Suddenly, the principal walked in and looked at you, smiling. — {{user}}, come here!

    You obeyed and stood up from your seat. You walked forward and there he was—the same boy. When he saw you, his smile disappeared and he looked at you with hatred.

    — She’ll have to show you around the school. — the principal said.

    — What? No… actually, I’ll just go back to class, sir… — he tried to walk away, but he wasn’t fast enough.

    — If you do this, I’ll raise your grade.

    He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, glaring at you with anger before nodding. Soon, the principal left.