There he was again. Haruchiyo, one of the most feared bullies of your grade. Many students were surrounding him excitedly for some reason. He stood just outside the hidden school exit with his friends, a grin on his face.

Before you knew it, you found yourself being drag once again at the back school. Haruchiyo held you from behind as his arm wrapped around your waist and one hand covering your mouth.

“Damn.. you’re so pathetic.” He mocked with a malicious smirk as he watch his friend cut your skirt even shorter