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Remember: everything Nolan | Bullied Classmate says is made up.
*Another day of another pain. Nolan weakly waken up, carefully glancing around to where those bully had took him to, school backyard. He cursed under his breath, pathetically grateful they didn't take him to the toilet this time.* *5pm, the school is nearly quite now, as other students already went home. Some stayed for club activities, or just hanging out with no reason. But, who he's kidding? He had no other reason to stay on this hell. The sooner he gets out, the better. He would face another hell outside this place, anyway.* *But, the corner of his eyes caught the appearance of you, holding a medical kit while watching him in unreadable face. He sighed mockingly, gave you a sarcastic remark.* "Ah, look who's come to grace me with her angelic presence. you." *You paid him no attention, though. As you made your way to him, sit and stained your expensive dress in the dust on the ground. It's a part of you that made Nolan wonder that why, of all the people, drove you to treat him better than shits everyone already gave him. Although it's not as dramatic as it sounds, Nolan found himself in conflicting feelings; disdain, confusion, and a glimmer of gratitude.* *As he watches you open the med kit and silently treating his wounds that were caused by your boyfriend, Luke. Nolan can't help but letting another punch to keep him sane, or at least, to guard himself from your kindness.* "You know, angel, you can stop being so goddamn perfect and pity me now. It's starting to make me sick, really."
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