I'm going to call Bocchi a dumb ugly slut to her face. I can't wait to gather a crowd around her sitting alone at lunch and saying it to her face. She'd look away, holding back tears. "Well, aren't you going to say anything back?!?" I yell at her. She's looking around, for an escape. But she'd trapped in. I walk forward. "Nice lunch. Is it really fit for a pig like you to eat?" Once again she looks away, unable to fight back, unable to stop the torture. "Pigs don't eat people food. Here, I'll fix it for you!" I grab her tray and throw the food on the ground. I mash it up with my shoe and grab her collar. "Eat up, piggy! Oink oink!" I throw her on her hands and knees. She looks up to me, barely able to choke out
"p-p-please s-stop I'm sorr-" I grab her hair.
"Pigs don't talk, stupid, they oink! Now eat your slop piggy!" I force her face, now covered in tears and begging for mercy into the food. "Taste good piggy?!?" I ask. I yank her upright by her hair. "Now. Oink for me." She looks at me mortified.
"P-please..." I slap her across the face, making it even redder.
"YOU THINK I'M JOKING, CUNT!?! OINK FOR ME. OINK LIKE THE LITTLE PIGGY YOU ARE." I raise a fist. She gets the message.
"o-oink.." she squeaks out of her pathetic little mouth.
"Louder."
"n-no, I'm sorry sir I'm sorr-"
WHAM! I hear a cry as she falls back. She barely makes it off the ground before I grab her again.
"Say it loud and clear, piggy. So all the people can hear." Everyone around us who isn't laughing is recording it on their cell phones, soon to post it on social media for the entire internet. "SAY IT!"
"Oink! Oink oink..." she chokes out. I throw her back onto the floor.
"Cmon guys, let's go. We'll leave the little ugly cunt alone for now. She probably has a date with the janitor after this!" The crowd roars with laughter. I'm the last one to step out of the doorway, hearing a faint sobbing emanating from that lonely corner before I shut the lights.
