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Ten weeks have passed since the incident. I have been to therapy as usual but there is still the problem that since I made enemies with the popular girl, now her entire group of friends hates me. Luckily, she was not badly hurt and could return to classes soon. I sit next to the boy who helped me on the first day but I never look at him. 

I think he hates me or is angry with me because of what I did but if he is another person who sees me like nothing else but a useless worry, then I'll never ask him for help. He doesn't need to be another person who pities me. I have enough with those in my house. Of course, that doesn't stop my bullies from doing their job.

I am walking to the library when someone puts something over my mouth. I try to break free from the tight hold but whatever is on the cloth makes me sleepy. Unable to stand the need to sleep, I close my eyes.

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I wake up and wonder where I am. There are small light bulbs turned on and it seems like I'm in some sort of a basement. Dusty, yet clean in a way, I guess. So this school has an underground basement. Probably back from World War 1 or something. Hmm. If I get the chance, I think I could install some traps and tunnels to travel around here.

 If I get the chance, I think I could install some traps and tunnels to travel around here

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It seems I am tied tight and in a basement maybe. Just great. Amelia and her friends turned out to be kidnappers?! Knowing their efforts to scare me are useless, I sigh and wait or someone to come. Minutes later, a shadow is seen and Amelia shows herself. Oh, wow. 

" You want to know why you're here, idiot?"

" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

" You see, your bodyguard hurt me but now you don't have anyone to protect you. You are now at my mercy."

" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

" You will pay for what he did to me. Because of you, I had to miss class and my popularity has lowered. But now I will make sure you are forgotten. No one cares about you so no one will notice your disappearance."

" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

" We'll see if after being tortured you decide to plead and beg. No one cares little about their life to let themselves be tortured."

" Really?"

Looking stunned for a moment, she freezes and looks at me surprised. I grab the knife from my pocket and start cutting the ropes. She's an idiot if she thinks I will let her hurt me. I ain't that delicate. I know how to hurt and kill people if it's necessary. This isn't the first time this happens anyway.

" I-I-It seems you decided to beg after all."

" Not really."

" Don't you care about your life at all?! I have a knife that I can use to hurt you!"

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