106 Sub-par Bullying

"Wahh!" I barely gathered the strength from myself to actually escape that nightmare once more however the bed sheets were drenched with sweat and my pillow lacked any softness it once had.

My blanket was thrown onto the floor while my clothes and hair were thrown into distraught, turning into a complete mess.

*RING*

A loud sound to the side of my bed rang out a tune I was far too familiar with that made my head furthermore dizzy. It was the tune that was automatically set on my phone but the sound was too obnoxious when waking up to it, EVERY, MORNING.

It was uncomfortable to stay in this bed any further and the alarm was just another thing that promoted myself to exit this room.

I must say, I do like waking up to see a mirror with such a hot, beautiful and gracious man.

All jokes aside, I would have to flatter my ego as I am indeed considered quite pretty as a male.

Small nose, smooth white skin that appealed to a major audience; a strong jawline and a tall yet sturdy physique that was neither fat nor muscly.

An overall feminine look that was perfect to tug on the heartstrings of my clients.

The uniform for my school was just a bland white long sleeve shirt while the pants were baggy and grey.

Having disheveled hair was not wrong but the only annoying part for dressing up in the morning was having to wear fake glasses.

People who have to wear spectacles are living a tough life. Any fingerprints or dust that manage to even get close to the glass part would always irritate my eyes even if they were fake.

Once making sure I was somewhat appealing, I made sure to pack my second bag. The first one already had all my textbooks for high school but the second one was incredibly important.

I made sure to replace the set of clothing that was in it for a slightly more formal style and some gel as well as lube joined in. The burner phone, wallet and cards from business partners were safe in a hidden pocket.

In my line of work, it was best to buy a phone that could be discardable if necessary or just one that wouldn't affect your personal life.

The wallet was for storing the customer's money once the transaction was done while the cards were from some partners that wanted him to advertise when needed.

My school has a strict rule about part time job and especially with the type of job I'm working, it wouldn't be wrong if they expelled me.

Therefore I like to take precautions, being the genius I am.

Fake glasses since I usually hear phrases like "Wow, you look like another person?"

They tended to block my natural eye color which used to be called weird as it was black with a slightly illusive pink hue.

Sometimes my hair grows a little longer than normal which makes it difficult to form it into a new hairstyle that most of my classmates wouldn't recognize which is why gel is amazing.

I had already prepared lunch as well as dinner for my sister but for the places i'm going, I need to save some money.

Rent has been increasing and even with the debt that has finally been paid off, I still need to pay my uncle.

Therefore… cheap junk food, please treat me well.

My lunch seemed a little cheaper as it was just some sandwiches but that's fine as my younger sister is going through that period where she'll need lots of nutrients.

The floor tended to creak a lot but it seems like my sister refuses to wake up and continues to sleep in a slumber.

There was already a note for anything she needed and I made sure to place my insurance

- If I do not send a text by 6:30pm to 7:00 call the police at **** location.

By you lovely brother, Arisu^__^

I had already made plans with my client to stay up a little extra late but if anything were to happen then my little sister should be able to have some common sense.

My school was actually close by. It was not praised academically well, but it was just a rather normal school. There were no significant areas that it was developed in as it focused more on general academics.

The education level is surprisingly high due to its rising influence and reputation after some of the graduates from this school started to make a name for themselves.

This place is the literal place created for me to get dragged down and do nothing with my life. If only I had not promised anything could I actually start doing a full time job but here I am now.

Grades are… not exactly my best point.

Because of my job, socializing isn't exactly a thing I would want to waste in this hellhole while studying takes too much of my precious time.

As the saying goes - time is money.

If I can't make enough then I will just disappear and bring along my sister.

What this basically says to my classmates is that I'm lazy and will sleep in class to make sure I feel refreshed. I will talk nor interact with you or cause trouble unless you can give me enough money.

That definition… is surprisingly exact.

An example of how I wouldn't cause trouble… more ofthe thought that I just can't be bothered are the people with me at lunch time.

The morning went through without a hitch as I was located at the very back and the teachers were very tired of my tardiness which gave me an invitation to dreamland.

"BITCH! This damn sissy is still poor as fuck."

I didn't know basement dwelling, below average looking dudes would be so annoying as one of the grunts suddenly kicked me in the stomach.

It was a weak blow but at least it didn't harm my divine beings looks