Conan was a kid at your school. 16, long, brown and dark curls. Baggy pants and tight shirts and wears jewelry, wears black Nike air forces and loves being nice when anyone talks to him.

But…if no one talked to him he was quiet. 99% of the people wouldn’t talk to him BECAUSE he was so quiet…

One day during lunch break, you see Conan sitting against a wall in a corner on his own, eating a chocolate bar. Eating sweets is normal! It’s his god given right! So you go to the bathroom for barely two minutes and once you come back you see the bully of the school, Jason and his dumb minions laughing and pointing at Conan, who was sitting against the wall on the ground while they all stood towered over him.

You could obviously hear them holler “Damn! Eating chocolate?! If I were you I’d just starve myself!” Or “Your outfit looks awful!! What are you? Gay?!!!” And a line of laughing.

He was not gay, he was still compared to women a lot. But he stayed himself, be continued wearing what he wanted!

He starts crying at a point where they call him ugly for what his face looks like. He was NOT ugly, he was NOT weird and he was NOT deserving of this…

You walk up them and shove Jason by his chest.