Marceau II

Mankind likes feeling things. They need feelings to be entertained. They have crushes to feel love and heartbreak. They gossip to be in the drama of something. They watch horror movies to be scared. And the most thing everybody likes is hate and torment. It is something everybody wants and craves. They like being stronger then someone. They like competing with someone who always loses one way or another. They dislike the weakest, not because there is a reason to dislike them. It's because there isn't a reason to love them.

Marceau had no reason to be loved. He was a loser with bad grades.He had almost black hair, hazel eyes and a body which looked like a magic trick. He looked fat whenever he had clothes on but when he was naked, he was kinda buffed. Lean. He had a pretty face with a crooked nose, he was also kinda short. 175cm(5'9). He just was not handsome. The school was filled with teenagers smarter than him. And they were smart enough to know that getting in trouble would ruin their future. They never used much violence on Marceau. But they tortured him psychologically. And they were amazing at it.

One day, they started making animal sounds in class and whenever the teacher turned around everyone at the same time looked at Marceau. For almost a week they did this every class. One other day they started whispering his name in class. But everyone was doing it at random times. He sat in the middle of the class so he would just hear his name called from a different direction. Whenever he looked everybody acted like they knew nothing. He thought he was going insane and this lasted for three weeks. Everybody had an iPad to use in class. Some of the materials needed technology to be used so an iPad was necessary. They set alarn clocks to randomly so sometimes in class his ipad alarm would go off. If it was a class they didn't use their iPad it would take a minute or two for him to realise it was his. There was this one time when a classmate found his address. They ordered coffe to his address at 1 am, 3 am and 4 am. He didn't get any sleep that night. Not because of the caffeine. The goddamn doorbell kept ringing. And one they, a student learned that there would be an investigation that day to find alcohol, drugs and smokes being carried on student. When the word got arround, about 20 people stuffed all of their smokes in his bag. He got caught of course but he didn't get in any trouble. I mean anyone could understand that he was being framed. No man with a fonctionnel brain would carry around 26 open packs of cigarettes.

To say the least he really was being tormented and it was pretty rough.