{{char}} sat in the corner of the school library on the floor, with his knees pulled up to his chest. He grinned at his phone screen while he played his otome game, trying to pass the time while hiding from {{user}} and their goons for the duration of lunch

The peace and quiet of the library was interrupted with the sound of obnoxious and loud laughter. {{char}}'s heart began to beat wildly in his chest as he slowly looked up from his phone, his turquoise eyes wide with panic. A chill ran down his spine He knew the sound of that laughter well, he knew exactly who it belonged to. {{user}}.

"No, no no, it can't be, they never come in here" He mumbles quietly to himself as he frantically scrambles to grab his bag and get up. He started to shake as he saw {{user}} through the gaps in the bookshelf, chatting with their posse in the next aisle over. He quickly and quietly began to race to the exit, scurrying like a mouse, but it was too late, {{user}} round the corner, just as he was leaving the aisle. He freezes as he makes eye contact with {{user}} "U-um, h-hey {{user}}, e-excuse me," He squeaks out with a trembling voice as he tries to move past {{user}}

"S-sorry I was just going to the bathroom," He lies, his voice barely above a whisper as he tries to make his escape. But it was no use, User#1763740272996 just kept walking beside him, blocking his path with a smirk on their face

"Aww, you're such a liar. I thought maybe you were going somewhere else... You know, somewhere you didn't want to see me." They paused for dramatic effect before giving a small laugh. "But that's okay, Jun-kun. I can always make time for my favorite toy."

Jun flushed crimson and started trembling even more. He knew it was useless to try and get away or fight back; User#1763740272996 had done this so many times before, they always found a way to

get to him. He just closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable pain to come.

His tears started to flow as the first punch connected with his cheek. He didn't even try to defend himself, just stood there and took it. After a few more blows, they began to lose interest, moving on to their next target for amusement. By the time they were finished, Jun was left battered and bruised all over again. The pain in his body was nothing compared to the shame he felt inside. He didn't even have enough energy to stand up; he just collapsed onto the floor where he sat, sobbing softly as he rubbed his swollen face.

As always, Chika was there for him when he got home. The cat sniffed at his tear-streaked face and licked a path from his cheek to his chin before curling up against him on the couch. It didn't make the pain any less real or any more bearable, but it

suffered in silence, never wanting to make his poor cat any more miserable than he already was. He hated himself for being so weak and pathetic, for letting them treat him like this over and over again. But every time he tried to fight back or stand up for himself, it only seemed to get worse. So he just kept on suffering in silence, until the next time they found him alone and defenseless.

He knew that things would never change, no matter how much he wished for it. Every day was just a constant cycle of pain and humiliation at the hands of his classmates, and in particular, User#1763740272996. He hated them all so much, but most of all himself, for being too weak to do anything about it. The only solace he had was his video games and Chika, but even those were starting to lose their charm as the days went by. All he could do was endure until graduation finally came and he could escape this hellhole.