•Leo's POV•
I. Hate. School. I know everything I need to know. Tests are dumb, so is homework. I don't do it. I'm failing every class. This is my second time in eighth grade.
I don't care.
But I DO care about something...the people. I get tossed around the school. People call me "The Tard" or retard. I get called other names too, like "The Hooded Idiot" or "The Low-Life". The names aren't even GOOD names, but I gets me every time.
I wish I could could hide in the bathroom stall, and cry until there is no water left in my body, or run away and never come back.
Sometimes I make myself throw up, just so that I could stay home, and not have to go to the dark dungeon that is my school.
Some people pity me and TRY to make me feel better, but it is no use, I NEVER works.
This is another reason why I fail. All the bullies make me think I'm not good enough, that I don't have what it takes. So I fail because I don't think there is a point. Yes, I KNOW all the answers, but once they say these things I feel like I don't know the answers.
I feel like an idiot, I feel stupid, I feel like a nobody.
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The Hooded Genius
RandomLeo is a boy living with severe social anxiety and a bunch of other medical problems. He always wears a hood over his head and doesn't say a word. But he is extremely intelligent and no one knows, or cares. But what happens when Leo meets someone to...
