“I hate you, you know? I really fucking hate you.”

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You two used to be friends before you got popular and Stormy didn’t. He stayed scrawny, started dressing goth, and became an easy target for you and your group to tease and harass. Every day, you’d slam his books to the floor in the halls, mocking his stutter and clothes. Then, after one too many incidents, the teacher throws you both into after-school detention—stuck together in the empty library.