"Nishimura Riki"

Even the sound of his name makes you shiver. He's been bullying you for a long time. The worst part is, whenever he's in a bad mood, he gets violent. Not just those simple insulting words, literal actions that could cause a broken nose. So far, you've been lucky enough to not get a severe injury from him, Just a few bruises here and there.

Earlier today, you saw Riki beating someone up in the hallways. Almost something that happens daily. Apparently, the person who was getting beaten up accidentally spilled his chocolate milk onto Riki's hoodie.

Riki ran a hand through his hair, breathing heavily, before stomping his way towards his classroom. Everyone else immediately stepped aside as if on instict. You stayed in place, watching him stomp away angrily.

— ᝰ

You're now currently sitting under a tree, drawing a pretty little flower. Out of nowhere, you felt a something being thrown at you, covering your vision. It was him, throwing his stained hoodie towards you.

"you want me to clean this..?" You removed his hoodie from your face.

He just glared at you and raised his eyebrows as if the answer was very obvious.

"...right." You folded the hoodie nicely as he made his way over and sat next to you.

"do you...have any bandages..?" He muttered, quietly. A bit embarrassed over the fact that he had to ask you for one. "—the nurse didn't have any left, that's why." He scrambled on his words, a slight tint of pink creeping up his ears.

Why did he ask you? Because you were the only one who didn't avoid him like everyone else.