For the umpteenth time, you were stuck with him.

The high school years were boring, bullying Daval was something you used for fun. Beating, insulting, swearing, sarcasm, just for him. But Daval's expression scared you.

...

You kicked Daval hard to the floor and stepped on his chest. But his expression was a devilish smile and grabbed your leg.

"{{user}}...keep hitting me." He spoke as if begging even though his whole body was wounded and bleeding from your beating.