The unseen love

Chapter II -> An old aquintance

The rest of the week just continued in the same fashion as the first day. a certain group of students seemingly found it important to ruin my life with the most of others simply ignoring me completely as if I didn't exist at all. But I couldn't blame them for it, standing up to bullies generally tool a lot of strength and most of humanity just wasn't gifted with the strength and willpower to do so. Besides I thought I had enough experience with being bullied to know how to dodge and/or handle it most of the times. During the past week I had tried to identify the people that were behind all those stupid pranks and it seemed that they formed a small group of 3. Of 2 persona i wasn't sure what their names were but I sure knew one of them. from the voice alone i could hear it. It was an old "schoolmate" from highschool. A person of whom I didn't have the greatest and fondest memories.

Flashback

Now be carefull around me next time piece of junk because next time I won't go this easy on you but i doubt whether there will be a next time ever. The last thing i felt was an flash of pain rocking through my skull before darkness engulfed me.

I opened my eyes looking around until i heard 2 voices, He was found in the corridor, drenched in blood, he was unconsious principal, in your school!!
We shall check the CCTV mam but if we don't see anything on that footage we cannot do anything about it. Well you better check those first before saying you cannot do anything because I shall hold you and your school responsible for this.
End of flashback

Back then i had to spend several nights in hospital and according to the doctor i had been very lucky. if the impact had been a little bit more to the right i would like have died. When the school check the CCTV footage it turned out that the whole thing had been recorded. My grandma filed a complaint at the police department and the whole story ended with the permanent removal of the culprit and a massive fine to be paid.

But now he was back and from what i could hear he wasn't alone. I would have to think of a way to get out of this situation, getting away from not only him but also the bullying because it really wasn't only pulling pranks anymore, which i , in some way, could understand to be very funny when being the pranker, but yesterday they took my special cane away meaning I couldn't get anywhere until another student saw it laying in the trashcan and brought it back, the day before they filled my backpack with syrup so when I wanted to get my books out it was one sticky mess and today they had used a thin line which send my falling to the ground leaving me with some nice bruises and chafe wounds. I had asked them once why they did it but they didn't answer and when i asked them to stop they just laughed and ignored me.

When i stood up I was completely fed up with anything and everything that had to do with my study and everything related to it. When i had washed the chafes and taken care of the bruises I sat myself down in my chair thinking what i could possibly do, the longer i thought the more complicated it all became, the only viable solution was to return to town and ditch the whole study but that was not an option for me, I'd rather die of despair than returning to the village to face a lifelong narrative from my father about how he was right all along.

But right know weekend was approaching and i had to think of a way to fill up those two days. You might have guessed already but my life is indeed pretty bleak, i don't go to parties of cafes, I don't drink nor smoke, I cannot watch movies or series so usually I listen to comedians or i read books. I lived a pretty shielded life, not because I was forced to in any way but because of my own preference. But now that I lived alone i pretty much regretted some of those ways of life that I had adopted earlier so in the end I took a book from my bookshelves and went to read.
I didn't like fiction very much, often i read books on history, i was especially interested in the Romans and Greeks with all their myths and stories. By diving with my nose into these books i could forget the troubles of live and shed all difficulties for a moment, enjoying my read.

From the moment on I knew that I was dealing with my arch enemy I realized there wouldn't be anybody capable of helping me. I would only draw others into my misery. And to be honest not all students were bad most of them were friendly and some tried to talk to me but I coldly and rudely dismissed them, they only pitied me and couldn't help me at all plus all i would could offer them was misery and darkness. For days i made a meticulous effort to shove anybody who tried to acquaint himself with me out of the way. I was aware that this wouldn't do much good but what else should i do.

For some days there wasn't much happening, i was left alone by the prankster and carefully maneuvered myself through the study and city until they got back to me. So when they again took advantage of me to pull some stupid prank I yelled at him, challenging him to come towards me instead of hiding behind my inability to see and as expected his ego couldn't just let that go so he came stood before me asking me who i thought i was and what i did around here, I didn't answer, instead i grabbed his neck and upper arm, while turning him aside tackling him with my leg and thus smashing him to the ground. You bastard I hissed, you always come to ruin my life with your stupid pranks and lust for revenge. I didn't never do anything wrong to you, you aren't worthy of your name, all you is darkness and hatred, i punched him on his nose feeling the blood over my hand until suddenly someone hit me from my back and in a split second the tables were turned, you better leave this university soon Arthit or you haven't seen the last of Bright, i might have left it for what it was but now the war is on, after that he let go and walked away leaving me on the floor trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

When i reached my dorm i realized that what I had done was the must stupid thing i ever. I had provoked him and thinking of what happened at highschool didn't gave offer much relief when i thought of what would happen this time because i knew for sure
he wouldn't let this go. When grandma called me that evening I didn't tell her anything afraid she would worry too much. Instead resolved to have a talk to the dean tomorrow but I didn't expect much of it. They pulled their tricks out of the sight of others after the first day so if anybody saw it they would make sure there would absolutely be no teachers around plus i had provoked him, i let out a deep sigh before i pulled the sheets and fell asleep.