To say Calvin is making life for Makayla burdensome is an understatement.
He's making it complete hell.
The small girl makes her way into the school building, clutching the straps of her bag for dear life.
She hasn't seen Taehyung in the last few days and Calvin made sure to take advantage of it.
Calvin, along with many others, have heard of the high power Taehyung and his family hold; therefore, anyone to mess with one of Taehyung's friends was asking for a death sentence.
Little Makayla has been titled as a friend of Taehyung. During this first week of school, it seems his eyes only focus on the girl.
Whispers about her rang throughout the school once she was spotted with him.
Does Makayla know about this? No, she does not, because that's both the blessing and curse of being deaf.
If Taehyung was here, Calvin wouldn't have such a strong facade. He probably would tremble under him, begging Taehyung to spare him.
Taehyung has done nothing to cause the students to fear him -- well, besides being born into a rich and powerful family. But that's what the people at this school are like. They have been taught to always respect the powerful, to attend to their very needs in the hope they share that power. These people are greedy and will do whatever it takes to gain control and money.
However, little Makayla is not so fortunate. It wasn't hard for a certain male named Calvin and his friends to gain access to Makayla's home life. A simple orphan girl who somehow caught Taehyung's eye. Makayla didn't try to work for Taehyung's attention, which is exactly what makes Calvin's blood boil and the reason for his hatred towards her.
•••
Makayla -- somehow -- makes it through her first two classes without having to endure the pain of Calvin's wrath.
That is, until she makes it to lunch.
Holding the tray full of food she makes her way across the cafeteria until a force on her back causes her to fall forward, spilling her food everywhere in the process.
Sitting in the middle of the cafeteria, Makayla tries her best to figure out what just happened. Surely she didn't trip, did she? When she looks back her suspicions are thrown out the window. A smirking Calvin stands above her.
"What do we have here?" Calvin begins, crouching down next to the girl.
"Makayla can't keep her wittle bawance?" he taunts in a baby-voice.
Throwing his head back while laughing, he shakes his head.
"Oh! That right...you can't hear."
Calvin looks down at the food spread across the floor. A wicked grin spreading across his face.
Picking up a milk carton, he opens it and pours the liquid from above Makayla's head.
A small gasp escapes her lips, amusing Calvin even more.
He then takes a bowl of green beans, adding them to the milk that covers the girl.
Makayla does nothing except take the pain, the emotional pain, that is.
Makayla doesn't think this moment could be any worse-- if only she could hear the roaring laughter and comments from the students. Her own classmates enjoying her being humiliated and nobody there to help her. The one person that can help her now is nowhere in sight.
A hand suddenly helps her up. She looks up to see the school nurse with a pitiful look.
The nurse takes her to the school infirmary, trying to rinse as much of the milk off as possible before having her change into new clothes.
Not asking what happened, who did it, or if she's okay, the nurse simply does her job and sends Makayla on her way to class.
Calvin is no ordinary student, he has tactics. He made sure he had those on the look-out for adults while he put his plan into action. As soon as a student came to him, telling him they spotted the nurse rushing down to the cafeteria, Calvin quickly fled the scene.
Calvin can't afford to get into any sort of trouble. He has prestigious colleges he needs to attend, but with a record of bullying? Calvin would have to kiss those acceptance letters goodbye.
•••
This day has, quite possibly, been the worst day of Makayla's life. From the cafeteria incident to the number of times he's tripped and pushed her through the halls.
He's even gone as far as touching the poor girl, trying to take advantage of the situation as much as he can.
Walking down the hall one last time as she makes her way to go home, the memory of Calvin grabbing her bum and squeezing it circles her mind, making her feel sick.
Although, Makayla doesn't have much time to gag over his actions. Being grabbed by the wrist, she is suddenly thrown to the side, her head coming in harsh contact with the lockers.
Makayla doesn't have even a second to register what's going on before she's harshly slammed against the lockers once more.
Calvin laughs at the girl as she slides to the floor, clutching her -- most likely bruised -- head.
But oh, how Calvin shouldn't have done that.
If only Calvin could see the person standing only 10 feet away.
If only Calvin could know how his blood is boiling like the depths of hell.
If only Calvin checked his surrounding before performing such a cruel act on the sixteen-year-old girl.
