THE BULLIED.

-- He is a failure.

Mr. Smith looked down a Muzan with a look of contempt. "Who's this trash?"

"No it's not possible, It can't be". Muzan said with a shocked expression.

"He's a trash I knew it, someone like him can't stand a chance of being my rival, hahaha". Erik proclaimed with a mocking tone and laughed out loud.

HAHAHAHA

The entire hall then burst into laughter. And since that day the good looks of Muzan didn't matter anymore.

PRESENT DAY

While Muzan was sitting on his seat without talking to anybody, a certain someone walked to him.

"Hey trash, how many fucking times do I have to say it. You irritate me every damn time I see you". Erik said with a smug look on his face. "I'm giving you a chance to make a choice, stop coming to school or die".

Muzan looked at him with frightened expression and said "Please I don't want any trouble".

BAM

A punch was thrown to Muzan's face as soon as he said that.

"Who gave you the right to talk when I'm talking". Erik said with a furious tone and walked at of the class with his gang.

This was a regular occurrence in class 3C and the other students just sat and watch the show with an unbothered expression. School closed for the day and Muzan went home.

CLICK

Muzan opened the door and entered the house, then he turned on the lights and the air conditioner. He went to his room, took some healing pills and his wounds healed up.

Muzan's parents died when he was four years old by the hands of magic beast from a dungeon break, so he has been living alone with the remaining funds his parents left behind.

Reminiscing about his past experiences was an everyday activity. "Maybe I should enter a dungeon and die". He said with tears rolling down from his eyes.