These Chains Aren't As Heavy As These Tears {Under Rewrite}

First Kill

A little white haired boy was sitting at the empty lunch table. Mason grinned wickedly. He found his first prey. Mabel hasn't found this one yet, so he could finally have the chance to destroy their emotions. He sat his packed lunch at his usual seat, but walked over to the table after doing so. "Hey, midget." The boy looked up, startled. There was a star on his hat. Tyrone snickered. He pulled the hat off the boy's head and sat it on his own. The boy angered easily. "Hey! Give that back!" "Come get it." The boy tried to get it back, but he was too short. Mason cackled and threw the hat back at the boy. "White-haired freak!" The boy looked down. All of a sudden, a blonde with rainbow clothes ran up to him. "Leave Gideon alone! People like you only bully others 'cause you're insecure!" Mason huffed and crossed his arms. "Make me," he taunted. The blonde just rolled her eyes and pulled Gideon away from him. "C'mon Gid, let's go." He smiled. "Thanks, Pacifica." She shook her head. "Call me Paz." "Okay." They left, and Mason snarled. He went back to his table and ate his lunch. "Gideon, huh?," he muttered under his breath. "I'm gonna find you again you little midget." He smirked, thinking of ways to torture the boy already.