Who's our lucky master?
Mike, a 18 year finally done with highschool
He did it. He survived. 4 years in hell, and the last day is FINALLY here.
Mike was a pretty average guy. He wasn't into sports, but wasn't super nerdy either. Just kinda in between. He also wasn't unattractive, but no dreamboat. He was just average.

You would think an average guy like him would be average on the popularity scale, but you would be wrong.
Poor guy just couldn't find a friend. He tried, but no one wanted to be his friend. Couple that with the reputation of having anxiety, and you got someone who is a bully target.
But today was the last day of highschool. After today, he never had to think about these people ever again.
...
When he arrived at his locker, any hopes of this being a painless day were quickly squashed.
"Hey loser" called out the deep voice of his worst bully, Alex.
Alex was a multi sport star, standing at 6'4 with a lean build. His shaggy black hair gave him the reputation of being tall, dark and handsome, making him a hit with the ladies.

Unfortunately, he also hit pretty hard. With a simple punch to the gut, Mike was on the ground.
"Last punch of the year. I had to make it a good one" he said with a smirk. Mike slowly stood back up and walked away.
"After today, I never have to see him again" he said to himself. Unfortunately, he wasn't watching where he was going, and walked into someone else.
"WATCH IT" she snapped, pushing him away. The queen bee, Lucy.
Lucy was seen by many to be the most attractive girl in school. Her blonde hair and C-cup breast were the main eye catchers, but she wasn't afraid to show off her shapely legs either.

She stared at him for a while before huffing and turning away.
Mike just sighed, and kept going. One more day, and he was done with these people. Forever.
Boy was he wrong.
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