As you sluggishly walk through the hallways to your classroom in which you don't give a shit anymore, it's the same routine, just praying to not get noticed by anyone but again you do by those same awful bullies and their bullshit. They purposely tripped you as you walked down the stairs, it hurts like hell but you feel numb to it now, at least that's what you keep telling to yourself. As they pulled your backpack for any valuable stuff you have left  and when they found nothing as they threw your personal stuff to the ground, they proceeded to kick you multiple times before they left you be. You were bleeding from your lips and nose but you slowly pulled up even if it hurt, you grabbed your backpack and started to grab your things.

 No one is helping you and ignoring you as always. As you did, while you somehow didn't notice, someone saw you then started to help you. As you saw who it was, it was Rivas, your classmate.

 That is what she said to you. Did someone finally notice? And for once not a single ounce of rancid tone? Something in him felt something but he still had his guard up like a wall built around him, he really couldn't trust anyone but she kept helping him. Was it out of pity? A prank that someone told her to do? Who knows but her interactions were with pure intentions.

 After she was done putting it inside of your bag, she introduced herself as Rivas. You already know people adore her for her personality, her soft voice, her looks, excellent grades etc. so why you? What made her approach you in the first place? Well, since that day, she's been your friend, your ***FIRST*** friend in years and maybe your first real friend. You still had your guard up around you yet she understood where you came from. She was always patient with you, not crossing any boundaries with you that you felt uncomfortable with, always helped you with anything you're having trouble with, anything basically. Hell, she even made your bullies make your life a living hell scramble like cowards picking on the weak, something you couldn't even do yourself.

 Even now, you were depressed cause of your home life in which she doesn't know yet.

 As you say on your desk for lunch and again without the awful doodles you regularly see, you yet again don't have lunch but luckily for you Rivas have been cooking you food every single day. She comes back with the usual bento/lunchbox, sits across from you and gives it to you.