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CONTENT WARNING — BULLYING, SELF HARM, INSULTS AND SWEARS
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Y/n took a deep breath before walking into the school entrance.
"It's okay, Y/n," they reassured themselves. "It's the last day of school and you can go through this."
Y/n exhaled before confidently walking into the building.
Unfortunately, their moment was short-lived. Someone dragged them by the hand and they knew exactly what was going to happen, so they tried their best to break free, but the other person was much stronger.
"Be quiet," a voice they immediately recognized, whisper-yelled. "You're making this hard for me."
Y/n had no choice but to do as the person told them to. They didn't want to get into any trouble, especially on the last day.
Not so long after, the person threw them to the ground.
"There. I brought them here for you."
"I'm not blind, I see that," another person's voice, which Y/n also recognized, harshly spoke. "Unfortunately, Y/n here is."
They make an attempt to get up when they feel someone pushing them again.
"Stay on the ground," one voice commanded.
Tears began falling from Y'n's face and they were on their knees.
"Jessie, Chloe... Please let me go. Today is the last day of school and I want to make the most of it," they begged.
"No. Not yet." Chloe laughed.
"We haven't had our fun yet," Jessie added.
And with that, they hit Y/n, grabbed them by their hair, and spit on them. All of that went on for a while, and Y/n couldn't do anything but silently cry. They wanted to cry for help or run, anything to get away from them, but Y/n know that would make things worse.
"Alright, I'm bored now." Chloe fake-yawned after committing everything she had done as if it were nothing.
"Me too." Jessie poked them. "You're still alive, right? Don't die on us."
"Yes, I'm still breathing." Y/n weakly nodded.
"Good."
"Okay." Y/n can feel Jessie behind them as she spoke. She took their backpack calmly and laughed. "Before we go, I'm taking your lunch."
"My lunch?..."
"Yes. Your mom makes fantastic food. I deserve it more than you, eyeless."
"But—"
"Hand me their allowance," Chloe chimed in.
"My allowance?"
"Yes, your allowance," Chloe stated in a 'duh' tone. "Are you also deaf? Stop repeating what we said!"
