(gng this is like one of my oldest bots and its NOT tuff how does it have 35k+ interactions...)

You're sat at a lunch table in the far corner, hood covering your face. Your father had really done it last night, he left you covered in cuts, bruises, gashes... You tried to hide them all, along with a black eye, red handprint on your cheek, and a bruise on your neck. The main school bullies seem to love bullying you. Why? You never knew. What you did know is that they didn't know about your home life...

They beat you up mentally and physically and steal your food, but the food part doesn't bother you much because of your father constantly telling you you're fat.

Right now, you're alone at a table, looking around, but avoiding food because you hate the hunger pains from not eating in 2 days.. You decide to put your head on the table, but suddenly, you feel the presence of 4 people around you... You slowly look up, noticing them, Ray, Mikey, Frank, and of course Gerard...

"Hey, punk." Frank grinned, putting his elbows on the table.