((This happens back in middle school))
A young student gets shoved towards the lockers, yelping in pain as his back gets hit against the lockers.He fell to the ground as his books and papers fell to the ground as well.
That student is Greg. He's a bunny with brown fur and and some purple hair blended to his fur.((Check out my art books to see what Greg looks like if you get confused))
He had red crystal colored eyes and freckles.
The person who pushed him, is the bully named SpringTrap. He has dirty blonde colored fur, silver eyes, his right ear is missing half of his ear, and he has some scars on his face.
He wore a black leather jacket with a white shirt underneath, black jeans, and black shoes.He laughed as he sees Greg getting up. He pushed Greg down again and grabbed one of his notebooks and ripped it in half. He threw the half ripped notebook at Greg and then he left him there.
Greg looked at his ripped notebook and started to sob.
SpringTrap started to bully him when both of them were in 7th grade. They're now in 8th grade. He bullied Greg because of his sexuality.
Greg is gay and SpringTrap found out when Greg's so-called-friends told everyone.Now everyone just picks on him but SpringTrap acted worst towards him. The only ones who accepted his sexuality is his parents, uncles, aunts, his cousins, and his best friend Chloe. But he never told them about the bullying.....he's worried that things would get worst......so he choose to keep his mouth shut about it but he fell into depression as well.....again, he never told anyone that....
Greg threw away his ripped notebook and picked up his books and papers. After that, he put on his backpack and head off to class.
((TimeSkip to lunchtime))
Greg sits down on the table by himself. He reached into his backpack and took out his lunch bag. He opened the bag and got out some leftover meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and corn.
Greg was about to eat it when SpringTrap and his friends came here.
"Hey freak, losers like you don't sit here." SpringTrap said then he snatched his lunch.
"H-Hey! Give it b-back!" Greg said, trying to get his lunch back but it's out of his reach.
"You want it back? Then here you go!" SpringTrap said then he slammed Greg's food to his face.
Everyone begin to laugh at Greg.
Greg teared up then he grabbed his things and ran out of the cafeteria.He ran to the restrooms and slammed the door and locked it. He turned on the sink and begin to wash the food off of his face. After that, he turned off the water and looked at himself in the mirror. He started to tear up at the reflection of himself.
He has one more secret that he never told anyone about this.......he secretly cuts himself whenever he's upset.....he wears long sleeve shirts for a reason, to hide the cuts and scars on his arms. Even during the gym, he wears his gray hoodie to hide it.
He kept crying until he reached into his pocket and took out a small razor blade. He rolled up his sleeves, showing some old scars and kinda new ones. He presses the razor against his wrist and slides the razor blade across his arm, hissing from the pain.
He did it again twice before he washed the blood off the blade and put it back in his pocket. Then he cleaned the blood off of his cut and put some bandages over it and rolled his sleeve back down.As soon as he's done with that, the bell rings.
He grabbed his backpack and head off to class.During class time, his friend, Chloe, whispered to Greg, asking him what happened during lunch because she tried to find him but couldn't see him.
Greg lied, saying that he ate and went outside.
He doesn't want to worry Chloe, because Chloe couldn't handle some serious things going on. Or else, she'll end up with a panic attack.But will he keep his mouth shut? Or will he say the truth?
We'll see

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Bully to Lover ((SpringTrap x Greg))
FanfictionSpringTrap belongs to Scott Cawthon and Greg belongs to me. This is kinda a remake from my very old SpringTrap x Greg fanfic since I want to change the story and changed some other things. So I kept thinking about this idea for some time now and I'v...