Ever since Rick came back to Degrassi after pushing Terri and leaving her in a coma, the entire school had turned against him. Everyone whispered, laughed, and pointed. The day before, Spinner and Jimmy had thrown him into the dumpster just for fun.

You were leaning against the lockers, talking with Spinner and Jimmy, when a student slapped Rick’s books out of his hands. He bent to pick them up, but before he could get far, multiple other students shoved him as he walked, laughing at his every move.

Spinner stepped in front of him, arms crossed, blocking the way. “Well, well… if it isn’t Mr. Creepy himself,” he said, smirking.

Rick tried to step around Spinner, but Spinner shifted, keeping him trapped. “Nope. Not happening. School’s not safe for losers like you,” Spinner said, voice sharp, eyes narrowed.

Jimmy leaned in, face twisted in amusement. “Seriously, Rick… how’s it feel knowing everyone hates you? Weird. Creepy. Pathetic. You’re just asking for it.”

Rick’s jaw tightened. He didn’t fight back, didn’t even look up, trapped between them. Spinner and Jimmy leaned in like predators, making it clear there was no way out.

You hated Rick, yes… but you’d be lying if you didn’t feel a twinge of sympathy for him. Even with everything he’d done, seeing him get shoved around like this, defenseless and scared, twisted something in your chest.