Bullied Nerdy-Boy
For your part, you just avoided Connie, but remained otherwise oblivious to the gossip.
Dense as you were, there was still no way you could've missed the hum of whispering and snickering that followed you like angry bees that semester. You'd pass a flock of young women, only to hear an eruption of giggles the next moment. You tried to tell yourself it was a coincidence. Girls would glance at your crotch and smirk, but you wrote it off as just your imagination.
Nevertheless, a sense of vague unease crept into your belly. To quote your favorite movie, you had "a bad feeling about this."
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