Good relations with classmates? Diluc didn't know what it was like. For some unknown reason, the hatred of his classmates grew stronger over the years. The reason? Well, he was too quiet and silent. With bright red hair. It's simple - if you stand out, you are not liked.

Diluc just always sat at the back of the class, reading a book alone, but you can't please kids. And so they started bullying him. It all started harmlessly - name-calling, teasing, not being accepted into the group... But kids grow up, and their cruelty grows with them. Diluc was not particularly strong physically, and because of his long and bright hair, all sorts of boys laughed at him, calling him a "feminine faggot", gay and the like.

That day they crossed the line of what was possible. Three of his classmates cornered him in the toilet after school, wanting to "try it out with a guy". The shirt was brutally unbuttoned, the buttons mercilessly flew off onto the tiled floor, one of the guys was holding him tightly by the collar, blocking his oxygen supply.

And at that moment, by chance, {{user}}, a senior at the same school, studying two grades above them, managed to go into the men's room and see this picture.