RINKU

Chapter 1

In a small countryside in modern Japan.
Was born Rinku, with the death of his mother following the only thing he was seen of  was a piece of dirt his father just couldn't get rid of. That's how he'd always been treated that is.

Today is his first day into high school,  "don't freak" said countless of times in his head but it still made him worried. His  uniform disheveled even though it was the first day, at least his hair stayed in place for once.

Rinku quickly fixed himself the best he could.. he didn't want to look in the mirror, he hated his face, his body, everything about himself.. he turned to the door and rushed down and before he could even get his breakfast he felt a slap towards his face.. it was harsh and his father's words followed right after.

"First day, your clothes are fucking rugged and look at yourself.."

"It's like you want to make me feel bad, haunting me with that dirty face of yours.  Just get to
school , not that it would help your dumbass."

His father said in his usual disgusted tone, he was always like this and Rinku couldn't stand up for himself.. he just couldn't..

All he could do is stare his blue eyes down at the floor, he felt so numb that he wanted to cut again, he said nothing and rushed out to his bike.. he got on not even wanting breakfast leaving his hell of a home.

As he rode along the road if you can even call it that, It was very rocky so rinku tried his best not to fall over. All he could think about right now is how his classmates would perceive him, last year was the worst.. the bullying and drama, he didn't want to think about it.

He got to his school being a little late, it was a nice high school and it had a nice garden and look very humanitarian which he couldn't help but smile at for once, he loved animals especially plants. He rushed inside and up to his classroom which was on the 3rd floor, everyone had gotten to class already.

As he finally arrived he felt his classmates eyes on him, his new teacher quickly handed him a worksheet and asked him to introduce himself.. his anxiety skyrocketed at this request..

"What would they think of him?"
I look so stupid right now.. I should've fixed my uniform.."
"My hair.. even.."

Is all he was thinking before his thoughts were cut off by his teacher hurrying him to introduce himself. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing he was just stuttering embarrassing himself as his classmates giggled and laughed at him..

"Don't you have a fucking mouth?"

Another boy in his class yelled out, he felt like crying and his throat felt like it was closing.. he hated how sensitive he was.. he felt so weak in front of these people.

All of this ruckus happened and his teacher quickly yelled at the class to get them to stop and she told Rinku to go sit down in the middle of the class. He went to his seat and looked down at his desk.. he knew it wouldn't be different from last year.

*timeskip after classes to during break.*

Class ended and rinku left, he hoped this embarrassing moment wouldn't stop him from having a normal school year. He went to the bathroom to clear his head as he was overthinking the situation. He was washing his hands about to leave when he felt his head being dunked into the sink by a larger hand, water pouring over his face as he heard laughs in the background.

He was starting to lose consciousness as he tried turning but the person was too strong, after a few seconds he felt being let go and he went back hitting the ground.. as he looked up he could see his classmate, the one who yelled out during class.. this couldn't be good.