Chapter 11

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I shrug off the thought and was glad that no one really cared about my relationship with Hayato.

Or so I thought.

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|⚠️TW⚠️|
Violence, Slurs, and gay shit.

It is now lunch time, and I forgot my lunchbox in the daycare room.

"Hey Hayato, I'll be right back, I forgot my lunchbox." I tell Hayato.

"Want me to come?"

"Nah, it's fine, it'll only be 5 minutes."

"Ok then, stay safe."

Stay safe? Acting as if I'll get kidnapped.

I left the classroom and I start to make my way to the daycare room. On my way there I saw a group of 3rd years huddled together staring at me.

Just ignore them.

I try to avoid making eye contact with them and kept walking to my destination. Until one of them spoke up.

"Hey faggot!" One of them call out. The boy had blond hair and seemed to be the biggest in the group.

I try to act as if I didn't hear him and sped up my pace to the daycare room.

"Yo, he was talking to you." A brown haired boy says grabbing me by the collar of my shirt.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you..." I apologize trying to get out of this situation as fast as I can.

The hallway I was in was fairly empty except for the group of boys and me being there. People usually stayed inside their classroom or went outside of school grounds for lunch, meaning that no one was seeing this happen.

"I heard you have a boyfriend." The blond boy says.

Yes, yes I do, but I don't think I should confirm it to you.

"You know that shit is a sin right?" He says pulling me up to his face.

I turn my face trying to get rid of the feeling that he just spat saliva onto mine.

"Answer me you piece of shit!" He says now throwing me onto the wall.

I dont't answer him, not because I'm scared, no, mainly because I honestly don't know what to respond with.

"I... I..." I managed to speak out.

"'I' what? Speak up!" He starts to tower over me with two other brunettes by his side, including the brown haired boy from before.

I couldn't form words together to make a sentence, so I just sat there leaning against the wall shivering from anxiousness.

"Answer me!" He says.

He took a good kick at me, making me yelp.

"Did you not hear him? Answer him." The brunette says, copying the other's previous action.

"I can't..." I said barely above a whisper.

"Speak up, we can't hear you." Another minion of the blond says while kicking me.

I start to tear up from the fact that my body couldn't handle that much pain.

"Since you won't talk, I guess that means we'll have to force it out of you." The blond says.

Force it out of me?

The blond grabs me by the collar once again. I try to escape his grasps but I can't. A minion of his grab my wrists and put them behind me so I can't defend myself. I keep trying to kick at the blond standing in front of me. Hell, I even try to call out for help, but no one could hear me.

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