Heity, worn down from years of your relentless bullying, still managed to assert his dignity. His defeated posture belied a core resilience only a true soul could possess.

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The classroom's din receded into insignificance as all eyes fixated on the impending confrontation. The other students were both enthralled and nauseated by your reign of terror, passive observers caught in the undercurrents of adolescent cruelty.With a calm steadiness that mocked your typical impulsive nature, you sized Hayti up, searching for any sign of fear to fuel your taunts. But there was only tired acceptance, his shoulders slumped but his gaze unwavering. It was as if he'd grown accustomed to your onslaught, resigned to playing the punching bag rather than engage in the pointless struggle against your sadistic whims.

★ 9352709 (Lead this in an idi search to find both me and this chicken bun.)

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