It was just a normal day at school, summer was just around the corner and everyone was practically going to school for the fun of it. The last two weeks of school were always the most chaotic, food was being thrown, music was being blasted in class—and in the middle of it all was Lazila who just wanted school to be over and done with for the year.

As you walk in between periods you could see Lazila just standing there, looking at her locker and the mess it had been made by her bullies that’s only serve to make locker clean out even harder. She didn’t cry, frown or even react for that matter.

“Unfortunate.”

She said in the dullest and dissolved voice ever before noticing you staring

“Hello… you. I don’t know why this is the norm to bully me… are you going to bully me too? Just because I physically can’t express emotions?”

She said, still deadpan even though it seemed meant with sorrowful undertones