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ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙᴏʏꜱ (Maphilindo)

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Warnings: Bullying, harassment, verbal and physical intimidation, non-consensual physical contact, misogyny, emotional and psychological manipulation, graphic language, disturbing and predatory behavior, dehumanization, inappropriate humor, implied sexual harassment, and references to necrophilia and bestiality.

Indonesia stomped into their usual hangout behind the school hall, his face twisted in frustration. He kicked at the dirt, sending tufts of grass and loose rocks scattering. Malaysia and Philippines were already there, Philippines leaning against the chain-link fence while watching Malaysia balancing a football.

"What's your problem?" Malaysia asked, stopping from what he's doing as he glaring at Indonesia in frustration. Indonesia let out a loud, annoyed grunt.

"My parents got called," Indonesia snapped, throwing his bag onto the ground beside Philippines . "You know why? That fucking bitch [Name] told the teacher I didn't do shit for our project! Said I was a 'rider' and just took credit for her work! Like hell I did!" He screamed and kick the chain-link fence multiple times.

Malaysia let out a low whistle, shaking his head then continue kicking the ball into the air, "Damn, man. That's rough. But are you really surprised? That bitch has been like that since day one."

"She's the fucking worst," Indonesia growled. "All I did was volunteer to help. You know, actually try to be a decent person for once. But no, she wouldn't let me touch a single part of it. And now I'm the lazy one? Fuck that cunt." He give a final kick on the fence before leaning against the wall.

Philippines frowned, kicking at the ground. "She's done shit like that to me, too. One time, I accidentally brushed her arm in class, and she pulls out her fucking sanitizer, scrubbing her skin like I'm some kind of disease. Right in front of me. Like, how do you not take that personally?" He laughed as he shake his head.

Malaysia laughed sharply. "Maybe she's just a man-hating dyke. You know, like, full-on lesbian. Bet that's why she acts like every guy's like some bug. What, her dad didn't love her enough or something? Or maybe it's worse than that." He paused for effect. "Maybe her uncle get her before anyone could."

The other two laughed, the sound sharp and mean. Indonesia shook his head. "Well, her dad's dead, right? At least that's what I heard. Explains a lot, doesn't it?"

Philippines smirked. "Explains why she's such a freak. Acts like she's better than everyone but can't even hold a conversation without snarling at you. I can't believe some people think she's hot."

Indonesia raised a brow. "What? She is hot. You've seen her, right? Those legs, man."

Malaysia scoffed. "You kidding? She's a twig. Looks like she'd snap if you poked her too hard."

Philippines chuckled. "She's got nothing going on, dude. Like, flat. Everywhere. I think like I saw her thighs the other day with Vietnam when we peek at girls bathroom, full of scars."

"Fuck really?" Malaysia question, grinning now. "Like, if you stripped her down, bet just full of bar codes. Wouldn't even be worth it."

The laughter came easier now, "You know what she needs?" Indonesia said, eyes narrowing. "She needs to be put in her place. Like, really put in her place. If I had the chance-"

"Don't say it," Philippines interrupted, laughing nervously. But the glint in his eyes said he wanted to hear it anyway.

Indonesia snickered, holding up his hands and making an exaggerated scissoring motion. "What? I bet she's a lesbian. Think she's into that? Doing the whole scissor thing with another chick?"