Hey there! Before you dive into my book, I just wanted to give you a heads up that it touches on some topics like domestic vi*lence, b*llying, h*mophobia, and tr*uma. If any of these subjects make you uncomfortable or upset, it's totally okay to choose a different story to read.

Going forward, I won't be censoring any other words.

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They say having a victim mindset is a bad thing, but that's what I am. If you look at the Google definition of a victim, it says 'a person who has come to feel helpless and passive in the face of misfortune or ill-treatment,' and that's me—nothing more, nothing less.

Who makes me feel 'helpless,' you may ask? Well, it's Billy. He's the school bully. Why does he torment me? I have no fricking clue. I have never done anything to him. In fact, I haven't done anything to anyone for that matter. I always try to avoid people, and Billy is mostly responsible for that. I eat alone during lunch.

I guess I should try working out a little bit. My petite figure makes me an easy target for mistreatment from others, and I hate it. I would try picking up a dumbbell, but because of the bruises on my hands that never seem to heal, I feel pain every time I try to pick up heavy objects.

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I just want to be left alone. Just today, I got a bleeding nose from Billy and his friends. I got cornered in the lockers.

'You don't belong here, f*ggot,' said Billy.

'W-what do you w-want from m... me? I-I d-did n... nothing t-to you...'

I'm not the only gay kid in this school, yet I'm the only one who he hurts.

'Oh, look. Our little fag has opened his mouth to speak his mind.'

'...'

I regretted saying those words, as after Billy said that, he hit me in the face with his leg. It hurt. It still hurts so freaking much. The physical pain doesn't hurt as much as the emotional one does.

It's not just that he beats me up. It's the fact that nobody wants to be friends with me because everyone is scared that he might start to pick on them as well.

...I'm one of the only students he torments like this. Why me? Billy is the one who seems to initiate bullying me, as his friends don't really seem interested in that type of stuff and just play along with him.

Why do they even bother following his steps like that? Oh, that's right. He's the school's most popular athlete. All the girls are head over heels for him. I bet they're all fake and are just friends with him for the attention.

Worst of all, I can't even report him to our dead, nor can I tell my parents. 'They'll talk to him and he'll change.' Yeah, right. If only things worked that way. The only thing he'd do if I told anyone is he'd probably try to kill me. You can't change someone's behavior just by 'talking' to them or giving them detention/suspension. This isn't just some stupid movie. This is real life.

And I'm bound to suffer like this until I'm over with high school. And that's in three years.