Anon's Human Nature Day 1

"Oof!"
> A crash can be heard through the halls of Canterlot
> You wince in pain as your body slumps to the floor
> Yeah, being thrown into the lockers was not fun
>"You know the deal loser."
> You look up at the towering figure
> You hesitantly reach into your pants pocket and pull out a measly dollar
> The bully snatches it from your hand
>"That's it? Just one fucking dollar?"
> You couldn't respond before he picks you up by the collar of your shirt
>"You'd better have more tomorrow faggot. Or my fist is going to rearrange your face"
> He lets you fall back to the floor
> As his figure leaves your line of sight, you slowly pick yourself up.
> You know he isn't joking about the whole fist thing
> You also know that you wouldn't be able to make more than a dollar in the next week
> You are Anon
> A loser who has no friends during his senior year> A loser who doesn't have a home either
> You are living day to day, just barely surviving> You are Anon, and this is your personal hell
> You've never been with the "in" crowd
> Hell, you've never even been in a crowd
> No matter what you tried, no matter /how/ hard you tried, the masses shunned you
> You are the only person that has not one friend is this accursed school

> Everyday is the same song and dance.
> Wake up to the choir of your teeth chattering and stomach growling
>Dig through the nearby dumpster for some scraps of nutrition
> Enjoy said scraps or just go without eating
> Head to school
> Get bullied, ass kicked, etc.
> Head back to the alleyway and prepare for the next day
> You hate it, and it's obvious
> You don't know whether you'll live to see tomorrow or not
> Maybe death will be better than this
> At this point, you welcome it
> You head into your history class
> Not even a response from the teacher
> You take your seat in back
> All the others just talk about you
>"What the hell is that loser even doing here?"
>"I know, he just takes up space."
> You stopped giving a shit after sophomore year
> There was only one person that you cared about
> That's you
> You've been thinking about just offing yourself
> Maybe that'll help a bit
>"All right class! Please welcome a new student! Please state your name"
> You look up at the teacher, then at the girl next to her
> She looked like she was uncomfortable being the center of attention
> Her green eyes locked on the floor
> Well, you guessed as her pink hair covered them for the most part
> She moved her lips, but no sound came out
> Jeeze, a mute
>"F-Fluttershy..."
> It speaks after all
> Just another person that'll be influenced by the others
> There was only one seat open, and that was next to you
> Great, now you get to hear more about what the others think about you
>"H-Hello..." she says softly as she takes her seat
> You know she can't be talking to you
>"Don't bother talking to him. He's no one important." says someone in front of you.
> That stupid Dash, ready to bring you down faster than anyone
> Its people like her that make you feel like shooting up the school
>You just roll your eyes and doze off in class
> Its not like they actually cared
>You feel your arm get poked, slightly shaking as well
> You rise your head from the desk and turn to face the fucker interrupting your sleep
> Its the New girl

"What is it?"
> Your own voice is nothing.
> Monotone.
> A great way to make sure people don't read you
> Not after what happened last year
>"I-I'm sorry...but could...could we share the book? I...I don't have mine yet..."
> You yawn as you reached into your backpack
> You pull out your textbook and put it on her desk before laying your head on the hard desk once more
>"U-Um..don't you want..." she says softly, scooting her desk towards you
> You raise a hand to object, stopping her
"Just take the book. Not like I'm gonna need it."
> You resume your nap, without anymore interruptions
>*ding dong motherfucker*
>Fucking bells, you're getting it first if I ever come and shoot up the place
> You wipe the drool off your chin as you lift your head up
> You grab your bag and head off into the hallway
> Thus continuing your journey of nightmarish hell that is school
> You put your hands into your pockets
>What the...?
> You pull out a small sheet of paper
> You open and read it
>"Thank you for letting me borrow your book. Maybe tomorrow you could tell me your name. Nice to meet you. -Fluttershy"

> You give a small scoff before throwing the note away
> God damn people..thinking its fun to toy with others...
>You head into the cafeteria and head straight towards the table in the corner
> No food since you had what little you brought stolen
> Maybe you could steal some?
>You just lay your head on your backpack
> No need to risk getting in trouble for something you could get out of the dumpster later
> At least school is almost over, then you can just hide in your box
> You just hope it comes fast, because nothing can help you deal with this anymore
>"H-hello..?"
> You lift your head up to look at the owner of the voice
> Its that Flutter chick
"What is it? Are you looking for another textbook?"
>"Um...no. I was wondering...I-if I could..sit with you.."
> You scoff and roll your eyes
"So, who put you up to this? Was it Rainbow cunt? Maybe that jackoff Flint?"
>"N-no...no one put me up...I-I..."
"Oh really? Then why huh? I bet you heard what they all said. And if you didn't, then here, ill help you along. I'm nothing but a pathetic, poor, awkward, loser. No, I don't have friends. Not a one. Why would I need it huh? They'd just stab me in the back once they got what they wanted. So don't try to patronize me. I'm nothing but a waste of space. So what do you wanna do now?"
> You can see her eyes widened as you ranted
> What she did stunned you
> All of what you said seems to have blown past her, or maybe she's just a bit dense
> She sat down, across from you.
>"I...I don't care..."
>"Y-your name...is Anon...or is that w-wrong...?"
> Yeah, nope, not buying it
"Okay this is really a fucking joke. Tell the truth, which one of thosr fucks put you up to this? Do you think that it's fun to toy with me? Why don't you all just leave me the fuck alone?"
>"B-but..."
> You slam your hands on the table
"Cut the crap! I know what you're doing. You think you can just waltz in here and just come up to the outcast of the school and make friends? That's not how it fucking works princess. I'm fucking done."
> You grab your things and head out the cafeteria, leaving Fluttershit alone, her expression that of a wounded individual
"Fuck this..fuck everything.."

> You head out of the front entrance of the school
> No one gonna notice
> Hell, they'll probably celebrate
> You make your way down to the alleyway
>You throw your things inside your "house"
> You sit with your back against the wall
> Maybe this will be the time to end it
> Maybe fighting the good fight isn't worth it anymore
> You just lay on your backpack, drifting off to sleep
> No dreams, no nightmares, just pitch black darkness and white noise