Breaking chains - Classroom of the Elite fanfic

Ch.4 - Walking into the trap

It's been almost two weeks since.. 'that' day.

After the incident, I was home schooled due to my poor health condition. School nurse said I have to visit her twice a day to check my health.

They said I can't visit classes due to my high blood pressure. Cause of it, I have a fever everyday, always sweating like crazy and feeling like my head is going to explode every single minute.

Everything came back like it used to. Expect one thing: back then I went to classes and nurses weren't even bother to look at me.

Now they care. The school cares. Teachers even come to my room once per day just to explain new material to me. And somehow their concern makes  it easier for me to accept the fact that I'm stuck with him.

*sigh

Now, going back to dorms, all I could think about was:

How can I save my precious high school life that I dreamed of AND how to live peacefully with a person who was beating me up since I was a kid?

It's not like I didn't try to stop him before.

I gave him money.

Mom talked with his parents.

I even paid someone from his group to ask him to stop.

I did everything to make him hate me, hoping he would cross the line and I would give a police enough evidence to deal with him.

Then I tried to become friends with him, did everything what he asked me to do.

I tried every thing that came to my mind, all five years.

It. didn't. work.

Even after his graduation, his so-called friends didn't stop bothering me. It became even more cruel than it was. Nagumo used to beat me to specific places, where bruises won't come out. Mom tried to stop them, but I guess being a victim isn't enough for a principal to expell the bullies, or at least give them a warning.

I wanted to give up so many times that I lost count, it was getting rougher and rougher every single day, especially in the last year of middle school. But every time when I was close, just some inches before my skin, only one thought stopped me, every single time:

I don't want to make my mom cry.

Only she was there, on my side.

She sacrificed a lot just for my being. I can't give up now, not when she believes in me.

With this thoughts in mind, I came to boys dorm's entrance. Just as I was about to open the door, someone put their hand on my shoulder.

???: Yo. You're Arakawa, right?

Slightly shivering, I turned around to see who it was.

To my surprise, it was not the first time when I saw him.

It was one of my classmates, the one who made every girl from my class his public enemy, to be precise.

Me: Y-yeah? And you?

I asked him, hoping he just wanted to chat, not to try to make fun of me. But in return, his puzzled face said it all.

I'm do—

???: Oh, sorry man, my bad. Kinda forgot you caught something just after the first day. I'm Daichi. Daichi Ishizaki. Even though you didn't went to school almost two weeks, but I'm sure you heard of me. Right?

Me: ...Ehh??

Seeing my confused face, Ishizaki put his hand away from my shoulder, took a step away, and with a smirk on his face, started his speech.