7:30 am July 27th, 2018
Some where in Kyoto
The room was dark and small. The blinds covered the windows blocking all sunlight from entering as the boy slept peacefully under his blankets sheets. Then suddenly the alarm clock on his cabinet began to ring. He weakly extended his skinny arm out of its sheets and slapped the clock, instantly shutting it off. As he finally dozed back to sleep, a knocking sound followed by the call of a woman reached out and said to him eagerly,
"Hey, Akira! Get out of bed, did you forget school starts today?"
He groaned in response. He had not forgotten, in fact, even more than many other boys his age, it was a place that he detested even more than others. Once he finally exited the comfort of his bed, he revealed his incredibly skinny and frail body. His grey eyes had tired bags under them, caused by many hours of extreme gaming, and his short black hair was messy from his unwillingness to look after it.
He quickly put on his high school uniform which consisted of an ordinary white shirt, a blue blazer with the school logo, brown plaid trousers and a blue tie. As he suited himself up, he walked downstairs while equipping the watch on his left arm.
Akira and his mother lived by themselves. His father had died while he was young so the two were forced to fend for themselves in this busy city. Thankfully Akiras' mother was able to afford a small house at the cost of long work hours however, they lived a peaceful and quiet life, at least from his mother's perspective.
For the one week that Akira had been attending high school, his life had already turned into hell. By the time he entered the kitchen his mother had already left for work, and to his surprise, she had left behind a bowl of rice, miso soup and grilled fish. Next to it was a note that said, 'Good morning!' Under it was some pocket money for his lunch.
Akira sat down and prayed before quickly munching on his mother's cooking. Despite how generic it was, he was still grateful for the food.
As he had for the last 5 days he once again biked to school but this time a great feeling of anxiety weighed on him.
As he walked into the familiar classroom, he was greeted with the sharp gazes of all his classmates. That's when the whispers began,
"It's him! The toilet guy!"
He quickly ran to in the middle of the room and opened his notebook. He hadn't been able to make one other friend since coming to high school and thus was by himself.
9:20 am July 27th, 2018
As the generic teacher stood at the front while delivering his lesson, Akira felt something hit the back of his head. When he turned around he saw that it was the usual scrunched-up paper ball. At first, he tried to tolerate it but then it struck again.
He looked to see who did it and recognised it as Akihiko the typical high school bully. He was a young man of average height with violet-bluish hair and purple eyes. Akihiko clearly knew what he was doing and he was enjoying it excellently.
Akira threw back one of the paper balls at him, which completely missed. Then a female student, called out, "Mr. Suigwa? Akira is throwing paper balls at Akihiko again."
The teacher immediately turned around and saw Akira preparing to through another one of the paper balls at Akihiko. He walked over to his desk and grabbed one of them from his hand. He unfolded the paper ball only to find a poorly drawn penis.
The classroom bursted out laughing while Akira was oozing sweat while holding back his visible fear. Sugiwara then said frustratingly,
"Stand outside. You have no excuse for such actions."
In defiance, Akira tried to explain what happened, but Sugiwara repeated his words once again with an even more serious tone. "Stand. out. side."
He left the classroom, while everyone stared at him. Throughout high school and education, he alone was the bullied one.
The teacher slammed the door shut, muffling the voices of the students, however, they could still hear the sounds of an angry man shouting. Eventually, the two returned back with Akira looking even more miserable. As he sat down, Akihiko whispered to him from behind,
"No hard feelings right?" he said while laughing cheekily.
11:20 pm
It was finally break time so all the students and teachers left the classroom. As Akira exited, Akihiko suddenly wrapped his arm around his shoulders while saying,
"Let's go on a walk for a bit", as if they were close.
Akira refused while trying to break free, but then 2 other dull-looking boys back forced him to go with them.
The 3 dragged him all the way to a bathroom where two bigger second-year students and one much larger 3rd year waited. The two extra first years left, leaving him trapped and surrounded by his bullies.
The biggest third-year had dyed his hair blonde, as well as wore his uniform blazer like a cape. He crouched on the ground while smoking, asserting his dominance over the other two. He walked up to Akira and immediately grabbed him by the head. Akira tried to back, but then a third-year punched him in the side.
"Don't you know? You're meant to bow when you meet your senpai!"
He then forced Akiras' head to the dirty bathroom floor as everyone laughed at him. Akira then muttered under his breath, "I hate you..."
Although he was quiet about his frustrations, the third year heard him anyway. He then said, "Akihiko? Let's do that trick from last time. I heard it was quite popular with the others."
Akihiko then pulled out his phone and began to record a video, which caused Akira to panic. They were going to do it again.
The third year dragged Akira into one of the restrooms, as he kept recording and even opened one of the toilets. Akira tried to fight back, but he was too weak and the other second years helped him push Akira further inside.
They then put Akiras head over one of the toilets, which still had piss inside it.
"It's just some apple juice. Don't be a wimp." " the third year said, as he forced Akiras' head inside the toilet, making him drown in some random student's urine all while Akihiko recorded.
"Nice! This is some nice material! I can't wait to see how popular this one will get."
While Akira started to suffocate, the third year finally brought him to the surface. He then said, "You know what will happen if you tell anyone right?? I am pretty sure you know that the teachers cannot help you. They're scared of us too ya know?"
As he got up he threw his pack of cigarettes and lighter at the piss-covered boy as he demanded, "Look after those for me. That student council guy always checks me so I have to smuggle them around school somehow."
The group then left, leaving Akira to cry alone in the Toilet.
1:30 pm July 27th, 2018
Akihiko once again forced Akira to follow him out of the room. But unlike before, this time he took Akira to an unobserved part of the school. Many more third-years wore unbuttoned shirts as well as lacked much more of their uniform.
The third year that had been bullying Akira, sat at the top while he was busy snuggling with a girl. He then shouted,
"Smokes. Now."
Akira quickly pulled out the cigarettes, which Akihiko grabbed from him. He passed it towards the third year while bowing.
"Since I'm in a good mood and it's Friday... If you hand over your lunch money you can go scot-free today."
In that brief moment, Akira felt a great amount of hesitation. He simply looked at the third year blankly. This was money that his mother had worked so hard to earn, to give it away now would be to betray all of the work that she had gone through.
"No...", Akira quietly muttered.
"What did you say? I think I must have heard you wrong.", he replied.
Then with a sudden burst of energy, Akira shouted, "I SAID NO YOU FUCKER! YOU'VE BEEN WALKING ALL OVER ME EVER SINCE I ENTERED THIS SCHOOL! WELL GUESS WHAT? I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS AND YOUR BITCH A-"
The Third year's fist suddenly slammed into his face sending Akira flying. Akira lay pathetically on the floor as the crowd cheered for the bully.
He then approached Akria whose nose had started to bleed from the punch. Since he was paralyzed with fear, he had no choice but to let him do as he wished. The third year then started to go through his back pocket and bag and eventually found his wallet, phone and bike lock keys.
The bully first went through his wallet and quickly took out the 5,000 yen that was stored inside. He then saw a picture of a dazzling woman and began to whistle.
"Hey is this your mom? You didn't tell us that she was a MILF!", the bully said.
A sudden burst of rage exploded inside him as Akira threw his mightiest punch at the third year.
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER LIKE THAT!", Akira shouted.
The bully easily caught the punch with his right arm while scoffing at the guy for his stupid attempt. He then proceeded to brutally beat Akira, to the point that he started to cough up blood.
Before he passed out the bully then said, "You have a bank account right? I want to take my girl out tomorrow, so you must come to Kyoto Square okay? As insurance, I'm going to take these bike keys of yours so if you value it then you better come."
Akira was too weak to refuse, yet he had enough strength to make weak moaning. As he cried the bully simply kicked him once again, this time knocking him out for good.
No one bothered to report the boy, in fact, this school was infamous for its bullying. The only reason Akira had been admitted to such a place, was because it was the only school close to their home. Sure Akira could complain to his mother and ask for a transition, but he wanted to protect the image of their peaceful life.
6:27 pm July 27th, 2018
A couple hours later Akira finally woke up. As he saw his things scattered around the room the first thing he did was cry. He lived in a cruel world, and the only thing he could do was suffer in it.