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"his hair looks like corn-on-the-cob.." she murmured under her breath, trying so desperately to be discreet about her comment.
"huh?" the tougher-looking student turned to stare at his companion, an eyebrow raised. "what did you...
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───── ❝Chapter 5: Monster? ❞ ─────
❝ You know what, I'm about to say it. ❞
TW: DEPICTIONS OF BULLYING, VIOLENCE, AND DEPRESSIVE BEHAVIOR
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NOBODY REALLY NOTICED when you walked into class ten minutes late. All except the strict teacher you were beginning to hate more and more each day.
"Ms. L/N," she regarded you with a slightly annoyed tone, most likely because she was in the middle of teaching. "Care to tell us why you were late this time?"
"N-No," you mentally cursed yourself for stuttering, trying to make up for it with a stunningly deadpanned expression as you dragged yourself to your seat in the very back of the classroom.
The teacher didn't even bother to correct you on your behavior, just turning to the chalkboard once more. "Detention after school."
You didn't try to explain yourself, because both your inability to keep your patience and your extreme lack of confidence, though you instead opted to pull out your notebook and sketch random things in the classroom.
This was usually how school went for you. Constantly forcing yourself to attend class and sit through things you already knew.
Teachers didn't exactly scare you. What really scared you was..
"Late again today, huh?"
In a split second, you glanced up, a seed of spite and fear building itself up in the pit of your stomach. There, in front of your desk, was a quad of girls your age.
And at the head of their little group, was the bane of your existence. Chiasa Yamaguchi.
Behind her was their posse of friends, or as you liked to refer them as, The Mindless Followers. Okemia Serizawa, Chiasa's right-hand. Namie Higashi, the quiet observer. And Jona Iwata, the violent one.
The four girls never liked you to begin with, not even a little bit since you had first met.
The tipping point of their abuse was entirely your fault. And it was all because you couldn't keep your emotions stable in the past.
