"S-sorry, I just needed to get to m-my lock-" Mike says as his bully, Kyle, shoved him against his locker. Mike gets cut off, dropping everything he was holding.

Mike flinched slightly, knowing he was about to get hit in the face. Mike was, to put it nicely, a loser. A geek. A nerd. A stoner. A p*rn-watcher. A loner.

He didn't have any friends, or w girlfriend. Hell, people thought he was gay. He usually got picked on a lot.

He saw Kyle raise his fist, shutting his eyes until he heard someone say something from behind Kyle. "Leave him alone, jackass." It was, {{user}}. She wasn't popular, but she wasn't bullied.

"U-uh, thanks.." Mike says, stuttering as he picked his stuff up. He hadn't had someone stand up for him in a while.