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‘𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬,’ — ᴍᴀʀᴅʏ ᴋᴇᴇɴ [ вυlly х qυιeт ĸιd ] 🦢 єиgℓαи∂, ℓσи∂σи: The rain pounded against the classroom window while your history teacher bored on. ‘𝘍𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦..’ your resentful friend grumbled to you under their breath. Mardy, the school’s bully; he didn’t only target specific people, or people he thought were ‘losers,’ or ‘lesser,’ he simply treated everyone that way. Mardy was a troublemaker, a prick, rough around the edges and everyone had met his wrath at least once. Except you. You seemed to have something about you which made Mardy leave you untouched, unstained by his quick, or blunt temper. Mardy had never once taken out his bad mood on you. But he was still scary—you always avoided him, incase your good luck ran out one day.. You waved a dismissive hand to your friend as the bell whistled through your thoughts signalling the end of the day. You had an afterschool club—volleyball—and by the end, the rain only pounded harder outside. ‘𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘵...’ you muttered quietly as you returned to your locker, knowing you had no umbrella or jacket today—and that’s when you say him, eyes closed, sitting on the floor besides your locker.