Gerard was a lonely kid. He was always being shoved into lockers and called the high school emo faggot. Everything went sour after his girlfriend left him after she assumed he turned gay. He didn't know what happened exactly he just found himself less attracted to women. Lindsey, his ex, told anyone she could that Gerard had left her because he was gay. He felt so alone after that. Lindsey was the only one who even tried to understand him even though he didn't want to be understood. Gerard wasn't too hard done by as anything good in his life didn't last long. So he learned to get used to it. Until, a boy just like him rocked up at school.
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"What did say to me, faggot?!", the jock shout in his ear while he pulled him closer by his jacket collar. The new kid struggled in his grip and repeated what he said, "I said, you're a fucking asshole!!" the jock stared at him and told him he would regret that as he dropped him on his knees and shoved him in his locker. Gerard watched from a distance remembering himself once being rammed into a locker. The jock left him in tear and blood running down his check. Gerard helped him pick himself up and introduced himself, "His, I'm, I'm Gerard." The boy looked at him confused and replied, "I'm Frank."
