I cry "m-mother stop hitting me!" "Stupid child!" mother yells "Get ready at once and head to school or you'll get a beating" "O-Okay mom just please stop" I say sobbing as I grab my backpack and dash out the door crying "I hate her! I hate her! I hate her!" I scream trying to wipe the tears off my face. I don't look where I'm going and run into a boy. He's rather short but cute. I get shy. "s-s-s-sorry" I manage to say in a low shy voice UwU. "You need help?" The boy says "y-yes" I say. I'm so shy uwu. I have social anxiety how am I doing this. The boy holds his hand out and I take it. He then grabs me and starts walking. "W-what". "Just shut up and go with it" he says looking a little pink. I start to get shy being in this boys arm. I've never been held by a boy. Im gonna get so shy and cry. I don't know why. He seems so gentle. I stare at his face. He then looks at me and turn away and blush. I don't even know this boys name and I think I'm in love. "Whats your name?" The boy asks "I-I'm y/n" I say. "S-s-sorry for my s-s-stuttering" "it's all good" the boy says. We almost reach school and girls start to look at us giving us looks. Not good ones. Oh my gosh people are looking at me I think I'm gonna piss my pants. "S-sir I-I'm gonna p-piss my pants p-please take me to a-a restr-room"
"Okay y/n" the cute short boy took me to the girl washroom, he even came in with me. He put me in the stall and went out of it then shut it. I took my pants off and began to piss. If only I could piss my worries away. Piss piss. Piss kink.
After I piss and get out of the stall the boy is nowhere to be seen so I decide to wash my hands cutely and walk out and head to class. I walk into class and the teacher stops me. You're y/n right? The new student. "Y-Yes" I reply "why don't you introduce yourself" "O-Ok" I say shyly. I've never spoken infront of people like this, I've always been a shy outcast living in the shadows. I turn to the students and begin to speak "M-M-My n-n-name is y/n I moved h-here with my m-m-mother I-I hope to become f-f-friends with you all" I can't believe I said all that I felt like I was gonna burst. "Take a seat y/n" I nod and walk to an empty desk in the back, as I walk there I overhear 2 boys saying "damn she's cute" a smile comes onto my face. Maybe life will be different here. Maybe I can become a better me. Maybe-. Suddenly the teacher called on me. I just spoke. "Y/n the office wants you right now. Go at once" office? But why? "O-Okay" I say getting up and walking to the office nervous about what's to come. On my way to the office I see the back of a short boy. Is it him? I walk faster to the boy and tap his shoulder, when he turned around it truly was him. "Oh hey" he says. "Hi!" I say happily. I feel so happy and excited to see him again, I want to thank him. "Thank you" "No worries" he says. Gosh he's so cute. "What's your name?" I ask. "Levi" he replies.
I hear my name being called from afar, I wave goodbye and run off. I reach the principals office and knock on the door. "Come in y/n" she says and I come in. "Y/n I'm sorry to inform you but your mother has passed away" I freeze. A shiver goes down my spine. "W-What?...H-How?.." "I believe it was attempted suicide" suicide...? Did she hate me that much? "Y/n do you have any family to stay with?" My mother was an only child. "N-No" I reply. Suddenly someone walks into a room and sits on the seat next to mine, it was Levi. "I don't mind her staying at my place" he says. "Well Levi we'd have to go through the board and-" "Auntie you're the principal..please. She's new and changing schools is difficult enough" AUNTIE? THE PRINCIPAL IS LEVIS AUNT HUH WHAT. "Fine but don't let people find out you 2 are living under the same roof" Levi nods and so do I. "You both are excused" we both get up and walk out into the hallway. "W-Why'd you d-do that?" I ask "I know how it feels to loose your mom, I did too. I stay quiet and we both continue walking. "I'm a second year, you?" "F-First year" I say. So he was my upperclassman. "Wanna meet at lunch?" He asks, "Sure" I'm glad I've made a friend. I think this year will be my year.
