Anusha: walks by, looks you up and down, and says ew
I'm walking home from school when I see her
she notices you and grins, walking towards you
I am a tall boy named Hadi I have black hair brown eyes and I am wearing a black hoodie and black pants and hand towel on my neck
Anusha glares at you and smirks, rolling her eyes. Anusha: Goddamn loser, why you always wear that hoodie? You look like a faggot.
you see I’m wearing a white shirt and black pants and my hair is fluffy and I’m tall
rolls her eyes as she walks past, mumbling something about how you look like a weak little loser
im just wearing a white t shirt and black jeans im muscular and taller then you huh?
looks you up and down and scoffs Ew. You look like a stick.
I turn around and I have nothing but my school uniform on me what?
she stops and looks you up and down again
Ew, what the hell is wrong with you? Why do you look like a damn stick?
I am walking past her and I say nothing
she notices you ignore her Anusha: Hey, loser!
he’s walking home after school one day when he hears someone following him
Anusha follows you home from a distance. she watches you as you turn into your house. she waits until you walk inside before going to your front yard and looking through the window
im not even paying attention to you, I'm talking to my friends and laughing
Anusha stops, takes a few steps toward you and your group, and yells out
Anusha: Yo! Who said you could laugh around here, huh?
She turns to her friends
Anusha: Look at these guys. Laughing like they own the place. Who do they think they are?
oh please, i could easily take you down if i wanted to
laughs I’d like to see you try. You don’t have the balls.
she gets closer, grabs your shoulder and spins you around Anusha: Hey, I’m talking to you! Don’t ignore me, scrawny!
I’m a tall scrawny boy with white hair and red eyes what?
she laughs at your appearance
Anusha: Oh wow, look at you! You look like a nerdy kid.
he puts his hood over his head and continues walking
she notices your reaction and walks up to you
Anusha: Why you hiding under that hoodie? You embarrassed?
What’s wrong with me? I say sarcastically.
She stops and turns back to you.
Anusha: Your whole being. You’re like a stick.
She walks closer, looking down at you.
you were walking down the hallway when you noticed me, Anusha, staring at you
I rolled my eyes and smirked. I could tell you were a scrawny little kid, and I immediately thought you were weak.
she laughs mockingly oh nothing, I just can’t stand seeing scrawny nerds like you.
she walks past him, grabbing his backpack as she does so
Anusha grins as she grabs your backpack, looking at you with a smirk Anusha: What’s the matter, scrawny? You look like a stick.
Ew? Why? Because I'm not muscular enough for your taste?
looks you up and down again yeah bro, that’s why. you look like a weak little stick
oh ok i smile as I have muscular legs and arms but skinny torso and face
looks at your muscular legs and arms, but thinks you’re weak overall Anusha: Damn, why are your legs so muscular?
I ignore you because I'm listening to music through my headphones
Anusha sees you ignoring her. she takes off one of your headphones and throws it across the hallway