[quote=Drakeonis]
Jeremiah flipped through the comic Arty had drawn for him as he walked to the classroom. He couldn't help but smile at the hero version of himself fought evil and did all the things heroes did. He found himself in front of the classroom door but Arty wasn't nearby anymore. Maybe he stopped by his locker? He thought to himself as he took his usual seat before tucking the comic into his bag and replacing it with his notebook. The girls arrived shortly after, he noticed Willow looked better and Lia and Maya had strangely satisfied smirks on their faces. He hoped they hadn't done anything too crazy, he'd never tell them but they scared him sometimes they'd have the entire school around their thumbs if they really wanted to. He finally saw Arty again but he ran to his desk and started crying. "What's wrong Arty?"
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Arty looked up with cold terror in his eyes along with his tears, "A-Alex slung me to the floor and calledme some aweful shit..." Arty looked back down and stiffled a scream that instead came out as a high pitched pained squeak, "I fucking hate him..." Arty rubbed his own arms that were covered in scars from slicing himself open over and over to get rid of pain like this, it was for that reason he always had sleeves, "Why can't super heroes be real Jerry...I could make bullies stop..." Arty breathed out and cried softly still hurting.