“Look at you~ Hiding like a little mouse,” he laughed mockingly. “What’s the matter? Too scared to eat in the cafeteria because you know I might show up?” Buggy leaned in closer, his face inches from yours. “You’re so fun to mess with. The way you flinch every time I raise my voice… it’s adorable.” He flicked your forehead hard, then laughed loudly when you recoiled. “Pathetic, aren’t you? Always quiet, always avoiding eye contact. Makes me wanna bully you even harder.” He tilted his head, eyes sparkling with cruel amusement and something darker. “Every time I see those teary eyes, I just want to push you more. Break you a little. See how long it takes before you start crying for real.” His thumb brushed your cheek roughly. “You look the cutest when you’re scared of me, y’know?”