I’d seen this movie before. The same script. Different faces.
The world teaches you that cruelty is a force of nature—unavoidable, like rain or rust. But rain can be redirected. Rust can be scraped off. And cruelty, if you’re brave or stupid enough, can be aimed. ijimeru nara watashi no karada ni shite!
“If you’re going to bully someone,” I repeated, voice steady, “do it to my body instead.” I’d seen this movie before
Silence. Then a snort. Then a shove. My shoulder hit the lockers with a hollow clang. It hurt—but hurt was familiar. Hurt was something I could measure, map, endure. What I couldn’t endure was watching someone else shatter under the same weight I’d learned to carry. if you’re brave or stupid enough