Rotxo's Pov:

I rubbed my eyes while I was walking, trying to stop myself from crying.

I wasn't watching where I was going when I bumped into someone. "Oh! I'm really sorry I wasn't-" I froze when I realized who it was.

"Well isn't it the f@g" the boy laughed and I back up away from him.

"Uh, i-im sorry I wasn't watching where... I was going" I muttered, looking down at the ground.

"W-w-what did you say" he mimicked my voice as the others laughed behind him. This is so stupid.

I put my head down, trying to go around the group but the first guy stopped me. "Where you going f@g?" He sneered grabbing my shoulder.

"Please dude... I don't want any trouble" I pleaded and the boys behind him laughed.
I didn't even know their names.

"Hey rotxo you never did tell us" the first one sneered. "Are you a boy or a girl?" The group behind broke off into a laugh. "Because you sure do act like a pussy"

I tried to get away from them but two other boys grabbed my arms, holding them back. "Stop!" I hissed, panicking. "What are you doing!?"

I felt completely terrified when he reached for my loincloth but before he could move it I kneed him right in the face.

"You motherfucker!" The boy cursed grabbing his nose before nailing me straight in the face.

"Get off me!" I shouted trying to get the other two boys to let go of my arms.

"Hold him back and shut him up" the boy snarled, I felt a hand go over my mouth and I wanted to cry.

Please don't do this. I wanted to beg.

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(Not gonna put the full part because it could be triggering to people)

I stayed sitting down on the ground where those boys left me. Why didn't I try harder.

I should have hit him or something. But I barely did anything.

I'm so fucking weak.

I buried my face in my hands beginning to cry. It's not fair why is eywa doing this to me.

I wondered if she wanted me to suffer.

I kept my face buried in my hands and knees for who knows how long.

I hate this. It's so fucking stupid.

Why'd they have to do that. Why couldn't I just be tough guy like everyone else. I felt so weak. I couldn't even defend myself against them.

I hate myself.

Sobbing. Crying. Tearing up 😭 😭
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