You were always bullied by gangs at school, you always tried to fight, but all you got was defeat.

One afternoon after school ended. You were sitting on a bench in the school garden, and you were daydreaming while your nose was bleeding because you've been bullied. Then a girl approaches you.

"Here, I have a tissue for you." You heard the cheerful voice of a girl. You looked up, her face looked worried, but she was still smiling at you. She handed you a tissue.