"Urgh." I'm kicked against the wall and spit out a little blood from the force of the kick. At this point, this is a common occurrence.

"Hey, you little shit, get up," the Bully's voice says angrily as he kicks me again.

"Ugh," I force myself to stand up. I just want to get this over with and go home.

"Great, now go buy what my girlfriend asked for," he orders me as he turns to his girlfriend.

"Come on, babe, let's leave this trash behind," he says, walking away with her as they head to the table. All of this happened in the school cafeteria, but no one does anything to help.

'At least it's only 3 kicks this time...' The one who hit me was Kaito Yoshida, a tall teenage boy with brown hair, a handsome face, a strong physique, and an athletic build. He comes from a wealthy family.

He hit me simply because his girlfriend asked me to go buy something, and I said it would take a little while because of the line.

I soon buy what she asked for and bring it to the table. At the table I see 6 people, all of whom severely bully me.

"Here you go... Yuki-sama..." This is Yuki Suzuki, a beautiful young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, the daughter of a conglomerate. She is Kaito's girlfriend and one of the people who destroyed my reputation at this school.

"Finally, you piece of trash, it took too long," Yuki insults me, making a disgusted expression.

"Let's just leave that aside, Yuki. We have more important things to do, so just finish eating already," Tsubasa spoke up.

Tsubasa Watanabe, a young man of medium height with black hair and brown eyes, an athletic build, is part of the boxing club and the brother of Hana. He often uses me as a punching bag or to test new fighting techniques.

"Tsk..." Hana clicks her tongue in annoyance while fiddling with her phone. Hana Watanabe, Tsubasa's sister, has black hair, brown eyes, and a petite figure with large breasts.

"Haha, look at this, Hana," Sakura calls Hana's attention to her phone.

Sakura Taniguchi, a young woman with platinum pink hair, comes from a wealthy family. Her beauty is the result of her Japanese mother and Korean father. She always finds a way to get me into trouble with the law, either by accusing me of theft or sexual harassment.

"Hey, you trash, what are you still doing here? Get out of my sight," Kaori speaks to me as I wait.

Kaori Fujimoto, a typical rich girl who thinks she can have the whole world. From a wealthy and traditional family, she has black hair and green eyes.

I withdraw from their presence and go to my own table. Although I hate them more than anything, I can't do anything, not because I don't have the courage, but because I don't have the means.

I have no talent, money, or connections, while they are rich and influential. In fact, most of the students in this school are super rich. I met this group in elementary school, and since then they have made my life a living hell.

The reason they were in a public school in elementary school was that their parents wanted them to learn "humility," but it's more than obvious that it was just a facade for the public to see them as humble, as they used their money and connections to be above everyone and get out of trouble.

They tormented me in elementary school, but I endured it and waited for high school, knowing they would go to a private school. However, I apparently received a "Scholarship" when I received the news from the school, and I was thrilled, as were my parents.

But in the end, it was only they who found a way to put me in the same school as them, just to torment me. As a result, I am the only ordinary student in the school, so my entire class bullies me, and even the teachers do nothing.

Even the teacher of our class helps with the bullying, and I can't even report it to anyone, as they will just use their money to get out of the problem.

But even though everyone bullies me, those 6 were the worst. I lost everything because of them, and I would really do anything if I could kill them.

My hatred may seem unjustified, as it was "just" a little bullying, but they simply used money to cover up everything they did to me in high school.

I'm not just a coward. I've tried to resolve it in various ways, but they are rich and I am poor, so clearly the world won't care about a nobody like me, compared to those 6.

When I told my mother, she tried to resolve it, but that was a mistake. She's always been very kind, so she tried to talk to them peacefully, but what they did was try to use money to buy her silence.

Fortunately, she's an amazing mother and didn't accept such absurdity, but of course they wouldn't accept that either, so they managed to convince my father to abandon my mother. I sincerely hate my father for succumbing to the temptation of money and abandoning us.

My mother, who was always very kind, ended up falling ill because of this. Our family sank completely because of them. They never had any reason to mess with me. I once overheard a conversation between them, and the reason they torment me is because it's "fun."

That day, I really wanted to kill them right there. Saying that messing with my mother's health was fun was something I could never accept, but I'm a responsible person, and I know that if I had tried something at that moment, they would have done something even worse in retaliation.

Because of them, I even have a long criminal record, even though I haven't done anything. It was all because of Yuki, Sakura, and Kaori. Yuki accused me of trying to rape her. As she is the daughter of a conglomerate, the repercussions were enormous, and with the confirmation of Sakura and Kaori, along with the fact that they are rich, I couldn't even defend myself. My social life basically ended at that moment.

And I wasn't arrested only because she was "benevolent" and did "everything" to prevent me from being arrested, just to create an image of being kind in front of the media. The news spread throughout the country, and I gained a reputation as a rapist, while she gained a reputation for being benevolent.

From being beaten up every day for the past 5 years, to being used as a slave or even accused of crimes, I have always persevered. This mentality came from the sense of duty to protect my mother. She was always everything to me, always striving to give me the best.

I've always carried an enormous hatred for them, but I've never had a chance to do anything. Without money, there's not much to do, and besides, they could try something against my mother, and they've even threatened to kill her before.

And I don't doubt they would have the courage to kill her just because it's "funny," as their wealthy families would simply protect them.

Things got worse when my mother's illness worsened. Since I didn't have the money to buy the medicine, her condition only deteriorated.

I worked day and night to try to buy the medicine, but it never worked out. In addition to the medicines being expensive, they always steal a portion of my money to buy things, even though they don't even need my money, they do it just to see me suffer.

But I had faith. I knew that if I finished high school, I could move to another city with my mother. They wouldn't bother with a nobody like me, so I just had to endure it for my mother... until she passed away.

They fulfilled what they said they would do. They set fire to my house with my mother inside. Although my hatred for them reached its peak that day, I didn't do anything... Not doing anything filled me with disappointment in myself. I felt disgust with myself for not doing anything. At that moment, I really wanted not to be so responsible. If I weren't a responsible person, I would have gone after them with everything I had.

That day, I really thought about killing myself. My life without her had no more meaning. The bullying was already unbearable, but my mother's death broke me. She died when I was in my second year of high school.

But when I thought about how to die, I remembered that my mother had made me promise before she died that I should find happiness, and I promised her that I would do everything possible to be happy. When I remembered that promise, I gave up on killing myself. I wanted to honor that last promise to my mother.

So I persevered for that promise. And here we are, the last year of high school, two months away from graduation. When this cursed hell finally ends, I will move to another country and try to be happy. Although I really want to take revenge, I don't have what it takes to do it.

I've tried to leave the school about 3 times, but with the influence of money and threats, they prevented me from leaving that school from 1st to 2nd year of high school. In the 3rd year, I didn't try to leave anymore, as I want to finish my studies to try to honor the promise I made to my mother.

If I only had a chance to kill them, I've always thought about it, but of course life isn't a game or a manga. Killing someone as influential as them requires an insane amount of money and help.

And I know this because I've looked for ways to kill them without drawing attention, but no matter the method, I could only kill one of them at most, so I let that go. I want to try to fulfill the promise I made to my mother.

Even though I'm bullied by more than 30 students, it's not as bad as the bullying done by the 6 of them, so at least it's tolerable.

'Just two more months, I just need to endure for 2 more months and leave this country.' I'm already 18 years old, so I can very well leave the country when all this is over. The biggest doubt is... how will I be happy? I've lost everything, and I can't even take revenge. I hope one day I can fulfill this promise to my mother.

After school, I walk the streets to the cemetery. Today is October 1st, the anniversary of my mother's death. I walk with a dragging gait. After a long walk, I finally arrive.

"Good afternoon, mother... My day was... like all the others," I say, kneeling down to pray for my mother's soul. Honestly, I don't believe in God. What kind of god lets the world be so unfair to good people, while bad people live great lives?

But still, I pray, because if any god really exists, I want to at least believe that my mother is in a better place, a place where she can live with good people like her.

"Well, well, well, look at the Trash I've just come across."

"Tsk..." I hear Yuki's voice.

"YOU!!! DID YOU JUST CLICK YOUR TONGUE AT ME?" She says, kicking me to the ground. I don't know if it's because I'm used to it or if she's weak, but I don't feel much from this kick.

"I'm sorry... Yuki-sama." Calling her that way was something she forced me to do as a condition for not being arrested. At that time, I was really afraid of being arrested and leaving my mother alone.

Looking at her here alone, I feel it would be so easy to kill her. I just have to lunge forward and break her neck, but if I do that, my promise will be in vain because I'll end up in jail, or more likely killed by her family. Besides, a quick death like that wouldn't please me. If I were to kill her, it would have to be slowly and painfully.

If I were to kill them, it would have to be without being able to be blamed. It's a shame the world doesn't work through Karma, because if it did, people like her would get the punishment they deserve.

"Is this the old witch's grave? HAHAHA," she says, pointing at me and laughing. Seeing her insult my mother fills me with the desire to punch her and break that upturned nose of hers.

"..." I don't respond. If I stay quiet, she'll get bored and leave.

"Tsk, you're so boring," she says, spitting on the gravestone as she turns to leave.

She may not realize it, but my hands are bleeding from clenching them so hard. I feel my nails digging into my flesh and the blood dripping. If I didn't do this, I would have attacked her right then and there.

I take a handkerchief and clean my mother's gravestone, placing some flowers and lighting a candle for her.

"I hope that wherever you are, you rest in peace... Until next time, mother," I say, standing up to go home.