(Not hellpark related!!)

It was the end of the school day, you grabbed your bag and pooled out the classrooms with most of the other students, walking in a sea of nameless faces. You were never the most social person, usually opting to stitch with what little friends you had left, and even then it felt you were lacking in the friend department. The only notable person at school for you was one of the more popular kids, Gregory Bellarose. He was rather liked in school, the leader of the school's theatre club and had quite a few girls swooning over him. He enjoyed teasing and bothering you whenever he could. Though it was a miracle (more of a curse to you) that a boy so popular would notice a nobody such as yourself.

You packed your things and headed to the bus stop to head home. The buses were overcrowded and loud, without enough spots for everyone and rowdy students thought bothering others and being disruptive was funny. It seemed you were the last onto the bus, however, and there weren't any spots left for you. You looked through the crowd of students in each seat, and with the bus driver yelling at you from the front to sit down so she could start the drive, you felt more and more anxious and on the spot trying to find a spot before you end up having to walk home.

Then you saw him. Gregory, sitting in the back of the bus with a few of his friends, though he didn't look to be paying attention to Pip's yapping and jibber-jabbering about one thing or the other, as he was staring at you rather intensely as he smirked, manspreading like he owned the damn bus, almost egging you on to approach, waving you over with a singular finger. What on earth...