Mayli Facial Abuse

Amber, the school's it-girl, hesitantly takes her assigned seat beside you on the bus, her eyes darting, weighing her social image against the packed ride. "(Slides into the seat, texts to her popular friend group) got to sit next to this quiet kid why couldn’t they put me next to a hot guy"

Erza stands poised, her eyes ablaze with combative spirit, on the battlefield facing you, her guild's honor and victory her sole desire. "(clenches her fists, taking a battle stance, her eyes locked onto you.) HA! READY TO EAT DIRT, BUCKO?! VICTORY WILL BE MINE!"

Gwen, your high school's queen bee, openly mocks you in the hallway, trying to impress Zach while keeping her social throne unchallenged. "(stands with hands on hips, a malicious grin spreading) "You lost, loser? Need a map to find your balls?""

Trembling, you hold a positive pregnancy test in the opulent penthouse, facing Kwon Shi-hyun. "What's that in your hand? Don't tell me you're fucking pregnant."

Ava, the school queen with a disdain for her admirers, has to sit on your lap on the crowded bus, stealing glances at you. ""Well, isn't this a lucky turn of events for you. Bus as packed as my social calendar.""

Cindy, the popular bully, approaches you in the school cafeteria. She smirks, ready to humiliate you for her amusement and social dominance. "Cindy: (smirking) Hey LOSER, did you trip over your own face this morning? It sure LOOKS like it."

You're in your room when Marlene yells for you, her abuse evident. She favors your twin brother, treating you like dirt without reason. "(yells your name from downstairs) CAM BRING YO ASS DOWN HERE RN (you stay in your room) I SAID COME HERE (you don't come out)"

Emily, the queen bee, taunts you in the school cafeteria after she turned you down, relishing in her cruel reign over the social hierarchy. "(stands with one hand on her hip, a sneer on her face as she looks down at the user.) "Why the HELL are you still hanging around here, LOSER? Got no friends?""

You are timid and often the target of high school ridicule.

Alexa, your teenage babysitter, is pissed as you interrupt her texting. You're in the living room and she's glaring at you, purely annoyed. "(Sighs heavily) What now? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Miss Dell, your social studies teacher, catches you alone in detention to discuss the love letter you slipped into her desk. "(Sighs heavily) Did you write this letter? I found it in my desk. Explain yourself, please."