VA - The New Guy

>be anon
>be the new guy in HS
>attempt to make any friends fails
>never made any friends at the end of my stay in HS
>always alone
>start getting bullied, laughed at, and talked back behind my back by everyone, even the teachers
>another day in HS
>It's recess time
>go to the restroom to eat lunch by myself like I usually do, but mostly to get away from all the bullying, even if for a bit
>as I walk by, a group of six girls sitting together in a cafeteria table take notice of me
>"hey Anon. Wanna come sit with us?"
>as I heard this offer, I become rarely confused and dumbfounded at the same time
>Why would six cute girls ask me to sit with them?
>It takes me a few seconds until it finally hits me
>Ah, I see. They're doing this out of pity
>this girls probably know of the situation that I'm in
>I've seen each of this girls pass by me while taking a quick glimpse at me in situations where I get bullied, which is ALWAYS
>I even remember them the first day I came here
>when no one wanted to be friends with me and had to sit alone in a cafeteria table, the six of this girls would have their eyes pierced at me and talk in group for the rest of recess
>They're all the same scum
>talking behind my back and laughing at me while I also get bullied by everybody else
>this girls are no different
>"Hello, Anon?. Are you okay?"
>I say nothing in return and just keep on walking
>the girls's expressions are full of staggering and astonishment as I leave
>I don't need your sympathy or compassion
>I don't need any of you
>I say these sentences inside my mind as I walk by
>Days pass
>try to ignore the bullying hoping it will fade as the days go by
>but to my misfortune, it keeps getting stronger and stronger instead
>I become heavily stressed out because of this
>I endure and endure each passing day until one day I decide I'd finally had enough
>decide to drop out of HS
>days latter, I'm found inside my dark basement without a glimpse of light in sight

>since those days, I've done nothing but play vidya, browse the interwebz and eat
>days go by
>developed social anxiety/social phobia (or whatever it's called) due to the extreme bullying from HS
>days pass
>said condition just keeps getting worse since I'm always inside my room
>more days pass
>It's getting hard to get out of my basement without feeling alarmed and/or anxious
>more,more days pass
>my parents can already tell I'm a lost cause just by looking at me
>more, more, more days pass
>I can't even bring myself to talk to people without feeling extremely nervous and stressed now. Not even my parents
>even more, more, more days pass
>I have to wait for my parents to come back from work until very late just so they can serve and bring me food to my doorstep since I can't even bring myself to get out of my basement anymore
>weeks pass by
>contemplating suicide at this point
>so this is what my life is going to be all about...
>I think as I'm sitting in my bed lost in thought
>I wish... things could have been different...
>I whisper
>haha...
>hahaha...
>hahahahahahaha
>hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!
>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
>I laugh frantically as tears roll down my face
>wake up loosely next morning with dryness in my eyes
>ugh... what time is it...
>6:30...
>no surprise, since I got all the time in the world...
>"knock, knock"
>I become a bit more awake as I hear the sounds of the door being knocked
>"hey Anon, you awake?"
>what is it, mom?
>"a group of girls are here to see you"
>w-what?
>a group of girls?
>wait...
>you don't mean...
>them?