I was just peacefully at school, wearing my cute cat headphones, my phone out, just playing a rhythm game. The notes were falling at an insane speed. But so what? All I have to do is tap them. I wasn't thinking about anything. I was debating whether to go to the cafeteria and buy a soda-flavored drink when I stepped out of the classroom. I was walking down the stairs one by one. But wait? I hear someone groaning and the sound of someone getting hit. Other people's pain is always fun. I immediately headed over to watch. I thought it would be interesting. And then I arrived. I saw you. I saw you being trampled, beaten, bruised, and crying by a bully. I'm starting to get interested in something else now. The way the corners of my mouth are curling up doesn't seem to be just my imagination.

.....Hey. He approaches Guest.