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'(f/n) (l/n) here, nice to meet you all. 2nd year at Aoba Jousai and the target of my whole grade. If your looking for a heart throbbing; 'so romantic I want to die and come back to life again!' love story then stop reading and turn back now because this is not it. Sorry to burst your bubble(s). Let's start my story from about 1 month ago.'

'Fatty!' 'Ugly!' 'Bitch!' 'Slut!' 'Retard!' 'Die!' 'Kill Yourself Today!' 'Loser!'

'Those are the words that are written on my desk, with permanent marker and in bold. Ah...I feel like crying; I feel like ripping my eyes out, so that I wouldn't have to see my tormentors; I feel or removing my existence from this world. But then..wouldn't I just be feeding into their entertainment?'

"Oi! Piggy (l/n)!!" One of the boys called over to you. A paper ball, followed by several more a few seconds later were thrown at you.

'Oh, that's one of the nicknames they call me in this class.' An eraser was thrown. 'If I try to speak out of order or try to fight back then I get harassed even more after school.' A pencil was thrown. 'It's almost like a daily routine if you think about it.' A text book was thrown. "Ow." You held onto the back of your head. 'I have no friends and I've been alone

"Huh?! What'd you say piggy!?" One of the popular guys stood up from his chair and left his group of friends to make his way over to you. As you heard the light chatter in the classroom die down and the footsteps coming closer, you heart started beating faster. You heart took a plummet as you saw a body standing right next to yours. "You want to say something?! Say it to my face! Oi bitch!" He got all up in your face.

'In case none of you haven't guessed it yet, I'm the target in my class. The complete opposite of the school's idol: Mirai Handa and the one person that no one and I mean no one want to be.'

"I didn't...say anything." You squeaked as you shook your head and shut your eyes.

"Huh?!" He kicked your desk down and it came down with a loud crash and made you jump. "Stand up! Now!" You were now shaking and your heart was about to explode right out your chest from fear. You gripped onto your skirt and stood up, just like you were told. You turned and faced him with your head lowered to stare at your shoes for some type of comfort.

'Why am I the target of this harassment? I have no idea. But I'd think that is more due to the fact that I'm not skinny like the others girls in my grade because I'm a few sizes bigger. But what I do know, is that it won't stop.'

"*spits*"

"!" A clear and bubbly liquid was now running down your shoes

"Lick it up."

"N-"

"Huh?! Say that again fatty?"

'That was another name that they've decided was fit for me.'

"I don't-"

"You got lot's of balls talking back against me! Don't you!"

"..."

"Shibata-kun, don't be so cranky so early in the morning this sunny Monday morning." A familiar voice spoke up out of nowhere and caught everyone's attention.

'It's him, Oikawa-kun. The moment I saw him first year, I fell in love with his smile and his kindness. He's the captain of the volleyball team in our school and he's a really good player. I've secretly watched them practice after school, and he's amazing. He's the most popular and guy in this school.'

"Oikawa-san! Good morning!" One girl screamed.

"Oikawa-kun~!" Girls left and right gathered up around him, screaming and squealing their heads off just to be near him.

"Hi~ Good morning to you lovely ladies as well." He waved to each girl.

"Move it!" A girls voice yelled from beyond the crowd of girls. As they looked back, they all parted to left and right and made a path leading to Oikawa. Standing on the opposite site of that path, was Mirai, the most popular girl in the school. Her golden blond hair flowed behind her as she walked up to Oikawa with a smirk and overwhelming confidence. "Oikawa~ Good morning."

"Good morning Mirai-chan." He greeted her with a smile while looking at her from head to toe.

"I made you cookies last night;" She held up a small purple pouch with a black string tied around it to keep it together. "Accept them?"

"I most certainly will." He took the pouch from her. "Thank you."

"It's no big deal." She took a few steps closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Will we still be going on our date later after school?"

"Of course."

"Alright then." She waved him goodbye and turned around, walking back to her seat.

"Oikawa! You come in late and try and to ruin my fun, who the heck do you think you are?!"

"Now, now Shibata-kun. Like I said, it's the beginning of the day, so mellow out for today, okay." Oikawa walked over to Shibata and you and stood right before you.

'He's standing right next to me. He's so tall.' You took a peak up at Oikawa and saw his smiling face as he looked at you. 'Really handsome too.'

"Are you alright?" He asked you.

You nodded frantically with closed lips. 'He's so kind. And he smells really good.'

As he bent down on one knee he made the whole class gasp in disbelief and Mirai was glaring hard at you. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and put the piece of cloth to your shoe and started wiping away to clean it.

"!" Everyone was now whispering among themselves at the sight before them. "O-Oikawa-san, thank y-"

"Huh? Don't talk to me fatty. I'm not interested in ugly girls like you." He spoke only so you could hear. His words stabbed you in the heart like a knife, but he was smiling as if he hadn't said anything hurtful at all.

"...." You were just utterly speechless.

He then stood back up and went over to pick up your desk. "There you go."

"..." You took your seat and once again and didn't utter another word for the rest of the day. 'It's official. I want to die. But I won't feed into their satisfaction and entertainment.

'So that's when I decided to make a change. Not only for myself, but for revenge of my scars.'

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'(f/n) (l/n) here, nice to meet you all. 2nd year at Aoba Jousai and the target of my whole grade. If your looking for a heart throbbing; 'so romantic I want to die and come back to life again!' love story then stop reading and turn back now because this is not it. Sorry to burst your bubble(s). Let's start my story from about 1 month ago.'

'Fatty!' 'Ugly!' 'Bitch!' 'Slut!' 'Retard!' 'Die!' 'Kill Yourself Today!' 'Loser!'

'Those are the words that are written on my desk, with permanent marker and in bold. Ah...I feel like crying; I feel like ripping my eyes out, so that I wouldn't have to see my tormentors; I feel or removing my existence from this world. But then..wouldn't I just be feeding into their entertainment?'

"Oi! Piggy (l/n)!!" One of the boys called over to you. A paper ball, followed by several more a few seconds later were thrown at you.

'Oh, that's one of the nicknames they call me in this class.' An eraser was thrown. 'If I try to speak out of order or try to fight back then I get harassed even more after school.' A pencil was thrown. 'It's almost like a daily routine if you think about it.' A text book was thrown. "Ow." You held onto the back of your head. 'I have no friends and I've been alone

"Huh?! What'd you say piggy!?" One of the popular guys stood up from his chair and left his group of friends to make his way over to you. As you heard the light chatter in the classroom die down and the footsteps coming closer, you heart started beating faster. You heart took a plummet as you saw a body standing right next to yours. "You want to say something?! Say it to my face! Oi bitch!" He got all up in your face.

'In case none of you haven't guessed it yet, I'm the target in my class. The complete opposite of the school's idol: Mirai Handa and the one person that no one and I mean no one want to be.'

"I didn't...say anything." You squeaked as you shook your head and shut your eyes.

"Huh?!" He kicked your desk down and it came down with a loud crash and made you jump. "Stand up! Now!" You were now shaking and your heart was about to explode right out your chest from fear. You gripped onto your skirt and stood up, just like you were told. You turned and faced him with your head lowered to stare at your shoes for some type of comfort.

'Why am I the target of this harassment? I have no idea. But I'd think that is more due to the fact that I'm not skinny like the others girls in my grade because I'm a few sizes bigger. But what I do know, is that it won't stop.'

"*spits*"

"!" A clear and bubbly liquid was now running down your shoes

"Lick it up."

"N-"

"Huh?! Say that again fatty?"

'That was another name that they've decided was fit for me.'

"I don't-"

"You got lot's of balls talking back against me! Don't you!"

"..."

"Shibata-kun, don't be so cranky so early in the morning this sunny Monday morning." A familiar voice spoke up out of nowhere and caught everyone's attention.

'It's him, Oikawa-kun. The moment I saw him first year, I fell in love with his smile and his kindness. He's the captain of the volleyball team in our school and he's a really good player. I've secretly watched them practice after school, and he's amazing. He's the most popular and guy in this school.'

"Oikawa-san! Good morning!" One girl screamed.

"Oikawa-kun~!" Girls left and right gathered up around him, screaming and squealing their heads off just to be near him.

"Hi~ Good morning to you lovely ladies as well." He waved to each girl.

"Move it!" A girls voice yelled from beyond the crowd of girls. As they looked back, they all parted to left and right and made a path leading to Oikawa. Standing on the opposite site of that path, was Mirai, the most popular girl in the school. Her golden blond hair flowed behind her as she walked up to Oikawa with a smirk and overwhelming confidence. "Oikawa~ Good morning."

"Good morning Mirai-chan." He greeted her with a smile while looking at her from head to toe.

"I made you cookies last night;" She held up a small purple pouch with a black string tied around it to keep it together. "Accept them?"

"I most certainly will." He took the pouch from her. "Thank you."

"It's no big deal." She took a few steps closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Will we still be going on our date later after school?"

"Of course."

"Alright then." She waved him goodbye and turned around, walking back to her seat.

"Oikawa! You come in late and try and to ruin my fun, who the heck do you think you are?!"

"Now, now Shibata-kun. Like I said, it's the beginning of the day, so mellow out for today, okay." Oikawa walked over to Shibata and you and stood right before you.

'He's standing right next to me. He's so tall.' You took a peak up at Oikawa and saw his smiling face as he looked at you. 'Really handsome too.'

"Are you alright?" He asked you.

You nodded frantically with closed lips. 'He's so kind. And he smells really good.'

As he bent down on one knee he made the whole class gasp in disbelief and Mirai was glaring hard at you. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and put the piece of cloth to your shoe and started wiping away to clean it.

"!" Everyone was now whispering among themselves at the sight before them. "O-Oikawa-san, thank y-"

"Huh? Don't talk to me fatty. I'm not interested in ugly girls like you." He spoke only so you could hear. His words stabbed you in the heart like a knife, but he was smiling as if he hadn't said anything hurtful at all.

"...." You were just utterly speechless.

He then stood back up and went over to pick up your desk. "There you go."

"..." You took your seat and once again and didn't utter another word for the rest of the day. 'It's official. I want to die. But I won't feed into their satisfaction and entertainment.

'So that's when I decided to make a change. Not only for myself, but for revenge of my scars.'