"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐌𝐄."
(RE-UPLOAD)
After enduring bullying throughout middle school, you managed to escape the torment of your bully, Ryomen Sukuna. However, what unfolds when you encounter the same person wh...
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hello this is a fic i worked on back in 2021. wattpad deleted the fic because i violated the age rule. i decided to bring it back to those who wanted to reread or have never read it before. unfortunately these chapters won't be with pretty covers like it is w my other fics.
either way i hope you can enjoy the fic! thank you.
warning !!! lots of mention of vilolence, trauma , 18+ stuff and the list goes on.
Your homework was snatched away almost instantly, before you even had a chance to sit down. Sukuna.
He was the boy who plagued you like a relentless sickness, tormenting you for his own twisted amusement.
The one who made your middle school days feel like an endless struggle.
Fate had an ironic twist as your neighbor turned out to be in your very same class.
The very same boy who delighted in yanking on your ponytail, sending you tumbling into mud. The one who shoved you around, insisting you were too ugly for the eye as he would cruelly remark. The very same boy who would deliberately break your glasses, plunging you into darkness while your cries for help fell on deaf ears.
And then there were the whispers, the cold stares, as he turned the entire class against you, rendering you into a complete loner.
You loathed him with every fiber of your being. At just eleven years old, you were merely trying to survive middle school, and Sukuna had been inflicting this torment on you for four long years, ever since he moved in next door.
Sukuna had taken up residence with his little brother, Yuji, in his grandfather's house after the tragic loss of their parents in a car accident.
Sukuna casually plopped down on your desk, casually scrolling through your notes as he couldn't resist a snicker.
"Thanks for the work, loser," he taunted before returning to his seat with his friends.
There seemed to be no point in standing up for yourself, especially not against Sukuna.
The idea of defying him felt like a joke. He would bash your head against the wall if you even dared.
Sukuna was a cruel bully who took pleasure in tormenting others to satisfy himself
His victims often included weaker boys he encountered, coercing them into giving up their pocket money. But his favorite victim was you, his beloved classmate and neighbor.
You were an easy target for him. Timid, quiet, and easily overpowered by his imposing presence, trembling when he was near.
He would force you to carry his backpack when walking to and from school, often yanking you by the hair instead of simply grabbing your arm, causing you to whimper and cry in pain.
