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(Takes place at same time as the last chapter)


What. The. Fuck.

Felix's eyes were wide with shock. Why? Why do things always go wrong for him?

Before this, Felix was just sitting in class tired as hell. Minding his own business. With Oliver to his right, he looked out the window to his left.

Can this day just end already. No. That would make tomorrow Saturday. The day where Oliver and I will hang out. What are you so worried for Felix? It's just hanging out at a cafe and walking around town. You haven't hung out like this with anyone in ages. This is good for you. 

He's been fighting with himself over this the entire length of the class. He didn't feel like caring today. Stuck in his thoughts, he hadn't noticed the sounds of his buzzing phone.

Or the buzzing phones around him.

"Oh my god, look at this..." Someone on the other side of the class said to the person beside them. 

"Excuse me! Is this lesson not important to you?" The teacher at the front called out.

"Sorry, but this is pretty important stuff." The student said back, making the teacher widen her eyes in shock.

"Well if that's the case then you can leave this class right n-" The teacher was suddenly cut off by many more dinging phones and buzzers.

"What in tarnations is going on?" The teacher put her hands on her hips.

Finally coming back to his senses, Felix looks up to see almost everyone on their phones either laughing or looking shocked. Quickly after, they turn to look at Felix. Some being more obvious than others.

The hell is going on?

Reaching into his bag, Felix picked up his phone to see what was happening. He opened his notifications without looking at what they were, only seeing the Instagram logo. Once he unlocked his phone, it immediately brought up a video. Being that Felix had just opened his eyes after half falling asleep in class, his vision was a bit blurry. He could only see what seems to be a washroom stall from his school. Realizing there was no sound, he tapped the video and turned his volume up. To his dismay, it was his own voice which he heard.

This is where the 'what the fuck' comes in.

Not only was it just his voice, but it was from when he was speaking to himself in the bathroom mirror. Really, there wasn't anything tremendously interesting that he had said. The fact that he was the one to say them, that's what interested people.

He sees that the username that posted it is just an anonymous one. He didn't think anyone was in the washroom when he was there. Apparently he was wrong...


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"Whoever posted this turned the comments off." Someone mentions out loud.

Felix knows why they did that. Instead of being bullied online, he would have to face all the comments in person. Instantly, people start talking amongst themselves. At this point, the teacher is trying to get the class to focus, but of course, no one is listening. Who can when such gossip worthy stuff has just happened. When choosing between studying or having fun humiliating someone, of course, the latter is chosen.

"I can't believe he's just sitting here casually when this is going around."

He's not calm, he's just frozen in place.

"Knew he was weird right when he came back to school."

You never even spoke to him when he came back, even though you used to be friends.

"I kinda feel sorry for him. But he shouldn't have been talking to himself in the first place."

Don't feel sorry if you're just going to blame him in the end.

"Yeah, it's his fault that he doing something weird in a public place."

It's always his fault.

"Felix, are you alright."

...

"Felix. Are you listening?"

Felix looks up from his phone to his right where Oliver is sitting. He starts clenching his jaw. Not specifically at Oliver, but at the whole situation.

Of course I'm not fucking alright! What the hell do you think?!

"I... I think I'm going to go to the washroom. Scratch that, I'm going home." Making a loud screeching noise with his chair, Felix picks up his bag and stands up. He makes his way to the door, everyone following him with their eyes. He can picture the humiliating expressions on their faces without having to look up and see for himself.

"Wait, Felix. Don't leave!" Oliver calls out. Felix doesn't pay any attention and continues on.

"There he goes."

"Wouldn't blame him. This is so embarrassing."

"He's probably gonna run home to his mom. If she even cares that is."

"Shh, don't be so loud. He might lash out at you."

"Everyone quiet down in here- Felix! Where do you think you're go- Hey you in the back! Sit down now!" The teacher is so overwhelmed that she doesn't have the power to go after Felix as he leaves.

As Felix quickly scurries through the hallways, he passes opened classroom doors. Seems like many people have found the post. He hears different voices calling out his name or saying various remarks. Someone even cat called him, making him feel disgusted in himself.

He doesn't want anyone to be near him in this state, yet he also wants someone to come chasing after him. To embrace him in a hug so that he could ignore all the voices. All he needed was one person. That's all. Just one person would do. One person to wash away his worries.

But no one was there.

No one would come to his rescue. It has become ingrained in Felix by now that the only person to get him out of terrible situations is himself. What a sad existence he feels knowing this.

Felix starts to run towards the front doors. He throws them open and starts running home. He didn't actually run directly home, he can't focus on where he's going. Felix runs aimlessly, as long as it's away from that building.

He takes in short quick breaths as his arms and legs thrust his body forwards. Little pants and wheezes can be heard from his dry throat. Like retained screams. Shackled by his unwillingness to let them escape.

Please, just end me now...

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