Chapter 55: Affections and obligations

Thirteen years ago.

“There he is, Oliver freaking Plane, the hero of this movie.” Zion taunted with a smirk curled at the corner of his lips, and behind him were his three other friends who helped him wreak havoc wherever he went.

I wasn’t always their prey, though. Three years ago, I went against them because they were bullying Nancy Nyango, a disabled girl in our class, during lunch break. They asked her to come collect her glasses if she could while holding them up, knowing she couldn’t get up from her wheelchair. I came up from behind, took the glasses from Zion’s hand, and returned them to Nancy. Before they could retaliate, the history teacher walked into the hall and sent us to our various classes.

Since then, I have become a target.

At first, it was the ‘hero’ name-calling, but last year, it progressed into a more aggressive tactic, such as taking my lunch box and emptying my food into the trashcan. They would occasionally pour drinks on me, and when called out by teachers,