ꕥ 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩 ꕥ

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TW: Slight blood and violence (sryyy :P)

Nobodys POV: 

Zak hated him. He hated that he was smart and raises his hand every time when the teacher asked a question. He hated that he would answer the questions perfectly. He hated how calm he was when facing problems. He hated how he had  friends who liked him for who he was. He hated how the others would look up to him as a role model. He just hated it everything about him.

The only way to distinguish the hate that burns in his heart, was to make his life a living hell.

Zaks POV:

I woke up to my alarm like I did every morning. Rubbing my eyes, I changed into my favourite powder blue hoodie and basic black jeans. While brushing my teeth, I noticed that my hair was a bit...too tidy. I hated tidy hair so I ruffled it around a bit, now that's my style. 

I sped downstairs to meet my annoying sister Sam. She giggled at the sight of my hair. I palmed my face and went out the door. Walking towards school, I sighed. I loathed school, the only thing I looked forward to be there was to beat him up and maybe just a game of  basketball. 

As I entered the building, I saw him approach his locker with the same stupid smile that he always had. I clenched my fists and slid in front of him, blocking the locker. He shivered a bit at the sight of me, but he managed to keep calm and faced me with braveness in his sparkling eyes. How cute, he thinks that he's brave!

"Well well well, look what we have here," I smirked, leaning my face towards him, our nose almost touching. Just when he was least expecting it, I shoved him. He hit the wall and tried to run.

I laughed at his petty attempt to escape, and of course, he was no match to me.  With one swift motion, I pulled the boy by the head of his red striped hoodie, dragged him backwards and threw him to the floor. I laughed again at the sight of him, he whimpered like a dog. It was no fun if he didn't fight back, so I threw some punches at the his face, knocking his glasses to the floor and breaking his nose.

As fresh blood came dripping down his nose, I lost my interest. I kicked him one last time and turned, leaving a mutter that was only loud enough for him to hear," Pathetic. You're so pathetic Darryl." 

Darryls POV:

Why won't Zak just leave me alone? It was just a typical morning, me getting up to my alarm, getting dressed and heading to school, even Zak was right on cue to bully me. By now, I've gotten used to him throwing punches at me, but it doesn't mean I will let it slide. I need to defend myself...if I could...I'm too, as Zak said, pathetic. 

After Zak left me on the floor, I got up and picked up my glasses. It was already shattered in pieces from the force of being knocked to the ground. I sighed, this was the last pair of glasses that I had, I desperately needed to get new ones after school. Gripping my nose, I sprinted to the lavatory. Slamming my shattered glasses on the little table above the sink, I peered into the mirror and saw my face - bloody.

While cleaning up the blood on my nose, I sensed the warm liquid coming out and rolling down my cheeks. Ugh, I'm so sick of this. I'm sick of Zak bullying me every day, I just wanted him to leave me alone! Because of him, I'd always put on a fake smile to cover up my wounds (kind of like Dream :P). Because of him, I feel hollow and depressed deep inside, as if no one was there for me. 

I wiped my tears away with the sleeve of my hoodie and put my glasses into my pocket for safe keeping. I glanced up at my reflection one more time and rushed out to my first lesson.

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