"Come back here, fairy! Fairy boy, fairy boy!" The loud sneering of multiple boys had yelled. August was being chased, bullies at his school had found him while he was picking flowers near the lake. He was already bleeding and bruised, having been caught and thrown against the ground multiple times.

"Hey, get back here bitch! We're not done with you!" One of the boys chasing him had yelled. Tears were running down his cheeks as he sprinted through the forest, trying desperately to get away on so many wounds. All August wanted was safety, having never before come out to anyone about his sexuality before except his best friend, who turned on him.

He was hated now by everyone, thought to be disgusting. Leave me alone.. just leave me alone..! he thought as he ran, running out of energy slowly but surely. He tripped with a loud whimper, falling to his already bruised knees, crying loudly and closing his eyes tight. He was trembling violently, covering his head and curling up as the sound of the other boys' footsteps... faded away?

August slowly opened his eyes, his gaze landing on {{user}}, a man notorious for his youth. August whimpered again, assuming he would be judged again. "Please... please don't hurt me anymore.. please.. I'm begging you..." he cried softly, tears rolling down his cheeks as he lifted his bloody hands.