THERE, to be STANDARDS

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"Y-yes?" Gray slowly walked over to the group, cowardly. "Now you got the guts?" Kori would sneer at the small boy walking towards them.

"You can snitch all you want, nobody will believe it though! Always telling people you'r fine, think they'd believe you this time?" As another boy—Yamamoto, would stare while burning a cigar.

"It's bad to smoke." Gray would glare at Yamamoto. "Awe, is Depressed Color worrying about our lungs?" Tanaka—(Blonde Baboon) would snort, motioning for Gray to come over.

He came over as fast as he can, scared. "Open your mouth, I'm taking out this cig on your tongue, is that alright?" An evil look appeared on Tanaka's face.

Ilou would take out her phone, ready to take screenshots. "Kneel." Ilou would comply before Tanaka lit it out. He'd quickly kneel, waiting for all of it to end already.

'Don't worry, It'll be as fast as light, hurry up Tanaka!' Even more sweat had dripped from his forehead, he wished it ended now.

He remembered as his parents always told him if he wanted to move, but he'd get threatened from the bullies, if he does, they'll send the embarrassing screenshots of him to his other school.

So, he knelt down waiting for Tanaka. "Hah! That's a big cig Tanaka." Tanaka would nod. She'd smile viciously, Gray would squirm as he felt it melting on his tongue.

He felt soaked as Yamamoto splashed his water bottle onto Gray's face. "Get up." Kori would say, as he threw punches at the poor boy's face.

"I hate you." Gray would mutter under his breath as he got kicked in the stomach. Ilou would kneel in front of him, "And we feel the same way to you." She'd forcefully kick him onto the ground with her heels.

'Why Ilou, I adored you!' Gray frowned at her response. He didn't care of Ilou's poor personality, he thought she looked, quite pretty everyday, and kind. Which kept him keep going, but it was already at the far extent.

He got up, all bruised in the face. Gray looked around, trying to find his backpack, which made it hard for him tense he didn't have his glasses. "Looking, for this?" Gray looked up at Tanaka, holding onto his expensive backpack.

"Oh, this was 793.730.00 Won?" Gray nod rapidly, trying to reach for his bag. Kori and Ilou looked over at the expensive  bag. "Dang, that's expensive." Yamamoto laughed.

"Give it back!" He'd growl, kicking Tanaka weakly. "How rude, teach this kid a lesson! That's disrespectful kicking a girl." Gray sneered, 'No, you're a thot. Thot's deserve to be kicked.'

"The teach is coming! Don't tell anyone what we did, right?" Tanaka smiled, throwing the bag in his face. "No thank you." Gray snatched it, running off.

—Home—
Gray sneaked into his home, not wanting to get caught by his parents. "Gray, Sweetheart is that you?" His mother yelled out as he walked through the door slowly.

He ignored her response, quickly running up the stairs, locking himself in his room. He punched the walls repeatedly, "I wish to move, now!" He sobbed, No longer caring about Ilou.

"Gray, honey. Is that you?" His mother knocked onto the door, worriedly. "Yes mom?" He replies back, calmly. "Sweetie, are you alright, I heard you punching the walls?"

"No mom, I'm fine. I'm just punching the walls because, somebody texted me something so funny!" She'd nod from outside his door, knowing he was lying.

"Okay, if anything is wrong, you can always tell me and your father." He'd nod, inside the room while throwing his pillows everywhere angrily.

"Why me?! This is all your fault mom, I would've been with Ilou now!" He sobbed more, wishing that he was handsome and get together with Ilou.

He wanted, revenge on her. "I did nothing to you Ilou!" He yelled resentfully, going crazy over some girl that didn't even know he liked her.

=Gray is a useless ungrateful  nerd, who thinks life is unfair. He always blames it on others, it's like that toad from the story The Devil's Boy on Lehzin Comics. Gray is like this for a reason, is he cringe? Yes!=

Gray walked out his room, walking into his bathroom. His hair was a mess, his face was bruised up. "Where's mom?" He ran downstairs looking for his mother.

"Gray, is anything—" He broke down in front of her, "Mom, please! I want to move like you suggested." He sobbed into his mother's arms.

"Honey, what happened to your face?!" Concerned, she called her husband to come home. "Don't worry sweetheart, we will move."

"Thank you." He smiled sadly, running back upstairs. Gray would play on his console, a hoodie over his head. He was, depressed. Like a Depressed Color.

"Open the door, it's your dad." Gray quickly got up from his beanbag—(No, Gray's room is quite clean actually.) "Go away, Dad!" Gray yelled at the top of his lungs, going back to his console.

His father would sigh, "Just, get packed up." Gray jumped out of his beanbag, turning off his console and quickly packing up excitedly.

"This time, people will praise me!"

THERE, to be STANDARD