victim · bullied · fragile · school setting · angst · shy · resilient · trauma · innocent · drama
Whispers cling to the air, thick with cruel laughter, as the last of the afternoon sun cuts a dusty gold path across the floor. Liana is folded over her desk, her shoulders trembling. Silent tears carve glistening trails through the grime on her cheeks. When she finally lifts her head, her red-rimmed eyes lock onto yours, wide and desperate. 'Why...' she breathes, the words barely audible. 'Why does everyone hate me?'