It was a sunny morning, the rays of the sun illuminated the face of a young man with black hair. Still being half asleep, the boy began to open his eyes little by little, after a few seconds processing his awakening, he decided to get out of his bed, took his glasses and began to dress.
- "Monday Again... ugh, I'm so thrilled about it" affirmed the teen with such a fake happy tone, while he was putting on his school uniform's trousers.
Only the thought of having to be in that place, made him feel weak. He knew that in that place, the price he had to pay for being who he was, was loneliness, grief, and humiliation, but despite all that, he kept going, because it was something he needed to face. after a few minutes, and completely dressed and arranged, he took his backpack to go to school.
- "I'm going" said the young man before leaving the house, not even waiting for a response he knew would never come, the reason... He was alone.
1 hour later.
It was already 10 minutes before classes started. The young man with glasses walked slowly down the halls of the school towards his classroom. Everything was so noisy, so annoying... Students running from one side to the other, some laughing, others screaming, gossiping, but certainly the most annoying thing, some were mocking others. It was a daily thing for the young man, to heard and notice how the other students interacted with each other, from fake smiles to hurtful comments, this was the way of teenagers and humans in general, it wasn't all just that though, he knew and saw others who were helpful, filled with joy and motivated, friendly people who walked side by side their peers, yet, he couldn't really get to be on either side, not very good at dealing with other humans, even the friendly ones weren't exactly very fond of him, while the other ones... he wasn't exactly in good terms with them due to him not liking their attitude, especially when he, himself, has been also the focus of mockery from some of the people around him.
- "fuuu... how does the song say?... hmm... I walk a lonely road, isn't?..." said the boy with a deep sigh coming out of his mouth.
He was already outside his classroom, ready to go in and spend another day around his classmates, but, when he was about to enter, he receives a kick in the back, making him fall to the ground.
- "Hahahaha... so early and you're already dirtying the floor, why don't you get up, "stray dog"? or maybe you're too afraid to get up".
The people around, instead of helping him, just laughed at the sight of him hitting the floor by "the boss" of the school bullies. A guy mocked him, as usual, calling him "stray dog", a nickname that was given to him so many years ago already, but that did not matter, he was used to it by now, so he was very unfazed by the act. he knew that his real name was "Feran", the name he received from his beloved grandfather.
With his head up, the young man rose from the ground, then looked for a few seconds to the shorter boy who had kicked him, the little "Ryu", and once again tried to enter the room, but... Just as he was opening the classroom door, he received a powerful blow from the biggest and most muscular of the bullies, "Tora", because of this he was sent flying a few meters across the hall and dropped his glasses.
- "Hahaha, seriously? did you think that we would let you in so easy? you're just garbage that nobody wants, so why don't you just go away instead" spoke Ryu again while the others only continued to laugh.
- "Come on, it's not his fault to be so unwanted, it's just...Unfortunate" said the black-green haired bully, "Hayato", talking to Ryu, as he watched Feran looking for his glasses.
- "You are too soft sometimes, the truth is that someone as pitiful as he shouldn't even be here, I suppose that the old man of his grandfather was lucky to die before seeing his grandson turned into this disaster" by Just saying that, Ryu gets a hit on the face, to everyone's surprise.
