Before Furry

Chapter 3

The next day there was a free period. Some of the students chatted around while some of them just minded their own business by reading a book, playing games, etc. I sat quietly at my desk as I looked at the white rabbit who was joking around with his friends.

Rannier Ward, my classmate and also the ace of our school basketball team. He had been playing in tournaments since elementary school. Despite not being as tall as his other teammates, he could control the flow of the match with his speed and jumps. He had already won several trophies in his basketball career.

Besides the sports he was also quite sociable. He was an easygoing person who could make friends with anyone. He even got along well with the upperclassmen. Many underclassmen also became fans of him. Well, it was not as exaggerated as it would be in a story where he would be crowded by his fans every day, but he did have his own popularity.

He was the opposite of me. Even though our postures looked the same, he was not as weak and sluggish as I was. And he was the person who was giving me help despite the threats those thugs gave before.

I didn't know why he was helping me. Was it because of sympathy? Or was it because of something else?

Either way, I need to return his clothes. But that was probably going to be difficult to do. He was always surrounded by his friends. I didn't want to cause him any trouble by showing anyone that he helped me.

As I thought of anything I could do to return his clothes and thank him, loud laughter erupted from behind me. Bronte and his lackeys were gathered behind the classroom talking loudly without caring about others.

"Really? Can you say that again to me?" Bronte asked as he was still eating his chicken drumstick that I bought this morning.

"As I said, he got caught stealing a girl's panties yesterday in the locker room. You should've looked at his face that day, man. He was crying like a bicth."

"Whoah, that sucks."

Lies! It all lies! Why do they always speak ill of me?

"Wait a minute." Before I could react to their claim, a hyena dressed like a gal with sparkling nails and thick red lips stood from her chair and facing the gang. "Did someone say 'girl panties'? I lost mine yesterday!"

"Eh? Is that so babe? What color were they?" The male hyena asked.

"Pink. The one with small lances."

"What!? Those are yours!?" The male hyena cracked his knuckles while smirking. "Well well well, looks like you were messing with my girlfriend's belongings, huh?"

Looking at his face, I finally understood. He stole his girlfriend's undergarment and put them on my locker to frame me!

"I-It's was you!" I pointed at him in rage. "You were the one who put them in my locker!"

"Huh? What did you say?" He walked to me and grabbed my collar. "Why would I steal my girlfriend's panties if I can have the contents? Why huh? Answered me!"

He shook my collar forcefully, but I didn't want to back down. "You just want to frame me for your own entertainment, didn't you!? Do you think it's funny to embarrass me in front of the class like this!? Don't think I'll just cower down all the time because you are a thug or anything!"

He glared at me for a moment before laughing mockingly. "And that's what he said. What do you think, boss?"

Bronte cleaned his teeth with a toothpick. He flicked it to the trash bin while sitting leisurely on his desk. "So what? If he stole it then that means he stole it. What else is there to say?"