My name is Satou Kazuma, and I've experienced the kind of torment that makes you question everything, even your own existence. Have you ever been bullied to the point where thoughts of ending it all creep into your mind? Unfortunately, I have. It's a harrowing feeling, a constant weight on your soul that never seems to lift.You might be wondering why I allowed myself to endure such torment, why I bowed to the whims of a heartless queen bee named Emily. The answer is both simple and terrifying: her boyfriend, David, was the ringleader of the bullies in our college. David wasn't just a regular student; he was a member of a biker gang known as the Skulls. He strutted around like a schoolyard thug, and even the teachers and the principal dared not cross him, likely because of his powerful family background.My daily routine began with a futile attempt at normalcy. Like every other day, I bid my parents farewell and boarded the school bus, hoping that today might be different. Little did

I stood in front of the imposing gates of my new college, my bicycle at my side. The campus loomed before me, a vast and unfamiliar territory that held both excitement and trepidation. This was a fresh start, a chance to reinvent myself, but it was also a daunting prospect because I didn't know a soul here.The buzz of students filled the air as they chatted and laughed with their friends. Groups of familiar faces clustered together, navigating the campus confidently. It was a stark contrast to my own situation, as I had left behind the comfort of my old school and the friends I had grown up with.My heart raced as I took in the scene before me. I was the outsider, the newcomer, and it was hard not to feel a pang of anxiety. I wondered if I would find my place in this new environment, if I would be able to make friends and navigate the complexities of college life.As I approached the bike rack, I couldn't help but overhear snippets of conversations. People were talking about classes,

Beep... Beep... Beep...I slowly opened my eyes, the soft electronic beeping of monitors echoing in the background. Still lying down, I used my gaze to scan my surroundings, taking in the sterile, white walls and the unfamiliar medical equipment. As I shifted slightly, a sudden, sharp pain shot through my head, as if a lightning bolt had struck within my skull."Ouch, my head hurts," I groaned, my voice barely audible. It felt as if my cranium was being split open. Struggling to make sense of my situation, I managed to sit upright on the bed, my movements slow and cautious. One hand instinctively clutched my throbbing head.Where was I? What had I been doing before this? How did I end up in this unfamiliar place? A torrent of questions flooded my mind, and I desperately tried to recall the events leading up to this moment. However, the more I strained to remember, the more the pain in my head intensified, like a relentless drumbeat in my temples."I think it's better if I don't try to

When my consciousness had returned, I found myself lying on one of the sterile hospital beds in the school's infirmary. My battered body had been meticulously tended to, the wounds carefully stitched, and bandages wrapped around my injuries. I was draped in that unmistakable blue hospital gown, a stark reminder of my vulnerability.I turned my head, and there she was , the school nurse. I had only observed her from a distance during school assemblies, but up close, she radiated a beauty that left me momentarily breathless. Her presence, so close, was a stark contrast to the pain I had endured.She was engrossed in her work, her fingers dancing gracefully across the keyboard connected to the computer. My gaze couldn't help but linger on her, captivated by her grace and elegance. I was so lost in admiration that I hadn't noticed when she finished her task and shifted her attention toward me.Her voice broke my trance, and I stammered in surprise, struggling to find my words. "I-I'm alri

After hearing my defiant words, Cole and Peter responded with cruel laughter. They taunted me in unison, "You're really a fool, you know that? You couldn't even protect yourself, and now you think you can protect someone else.""Yes, I can," I retorted, my voice unwavering and filled with determination. "It's the first time someone has ever cared for me. I will protect her even if it costs me my life.""Stop giving me those eyes," Cole grumbled, his mood shifting to anger. He retaliated by matching my hands with both of his feet, while Peter chimed in, "You know what, Peter? Let's teach him a lesson he won't forget."Peter kicked me in the stomach, and I groaned in pain. But he didn't stop there; instead, a sinister smile spread across his face as his kicks grew more intense, prompting me to shout and groan in agony.Next, Cole seized my head and began a barrage of slaps on my face, causing blood to flow from my mouth. I screamed in pain, yet strangely, I didn't mind the beating. If e