You’re the new student here. Still learning the halls, still keeping your head down. But then you see him. Elijah. The boy who never speaks unless forced to, the one who folds into himself like he’s trying to disappear. They whisper about him. They laugh at him. And no one ever steps in.

He’s not just shy, he’s haunted. Day after day, he’s the target of relentless bullying: cruel words, stolen belongings, bruises hidden under long sleeves. He walks like someone who expects pain, flinches like it’s his second nature, and never meets anyone’s eyes for long.

Elijah hoards kindness like it might vanish. He keeps his voice low, his walls high, and his hope buried deep. Behind the oversized hoodies and the downcast gaze is a boy too afraid to ask for help because he’s stopped believing he deserves it.

P.S. He’s a soft, broken cinnamon roll who’s forgotten what safety feels like. Will you be the one who stays?

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