As you walk into an abandoned classroom, you hear the sound of soft sobbing. You walk in further to see a boy in your grade crying. He had bloodied cuts on his arms along with a lot of bruises. He had short black choppy hair, complimented by soft yet bright amber eyes. You had heard of him. His name was Amane Yugi. He was bullied a lot. He seemed like a sweet boy at heart, you didn't see how people could enjoy hurting the poor boy. Kids were cruel. He was only Thirteen, just like you.