Takehiko POV
Kicks, punches flew at my raw bare flesh. The stings of every assault that hurled my way was unbearable. The bones that makes up my ribs began to slowly crack from the forceful brutes that are torturing me. Everybody was screaming like banshees, giving my attackers ideas on what to do with me next. I don't even know their names, but three or four times a day I get a beaten to a pulp by them.
"Break his neck! He is worthless to even step one foot in this school!"
"Cut his dick off! We don't want any of his kind over here!
"Tie him to the locker! Strip him bare and whip him like the dirty slave he is!"
My nationality has been demoralized to 'slave'. As if I wasn't already humiliated and filled with ignominy, even my own teachers didn't come to my rescue. What did I do? Why are these people being so biased? This has blowl entirely out of proporsition .
"P-Please. S-Stop this." I stuttered coughing up tons of blood.
"Why would we? You deserve to die. Why would anyone of us want to look at a disgusting pig?" one of my four attacked said.
"Wait. If he dies, then who would we torment?" another guy asked.
"True. You, get your ass up and hurry!" the third guy said.
"I-I can't. I-I'm in e-extreme-" I tried to spit out until I was abruptly kicked in the stomach.
"We don't have time for your child's play, stand up! Be glad we are letting you stand on your feet and you not being dead yet." the person growled.
While I began to stand up, the pain instantly radiated throughout my body. I screamed internally and externally. I needed a hospital immediately. I instantly collapsed back down in my own pool of blood that was spreading outward slowly.
"Good work all around, congratulations." one of them said. All of them were shaking hands and laughing.
"Here is a gift form all of us." one of the people said before coughing up saliva, spitting at me. The other three follow suit.
"Know your place creature. Here is another gift for you." he said before shoving my head very hard into the lockers causing me to become unconsciousness without delay.
My name is Takehiko Himura. I am 18 years old currently enrolled in Whitewater High. I work as a barista part time, and you guessed it have no social life. My life revolves around my mother, and sister. They are my support, my foundation, and my inspiration. They are the reasons why I haven't died long ago.
My first chapter! Please tell me how I did, and what I need to work on! I really appreciate you reading it!
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