[Potironette]

Luck knitted his brows, "Bastard." He muttered under his breath.

Oh, if only he were a bit older. He sighed and turned away. "You don't need to answer. But this kind of thing-" He shook his head. Oh, how he wished to do something, but what? Bullying in school was easy. Bullying outside? No way. How? Damn.