Terrified, Peter immediately sprung to his feet and tried to run.

Before he could make a run for it, the spirit barred his way.

“Why are you running away, little kid?” asked the weakling spirit with a faint voice.

“Call an ambulance for me…”

“I really need an ambulance…”

The weakling spirit only wanted to scare Peter, but…

The scene right in front of him right now, the deserted school and the quiet classrooms… reminded him of the time he was dragged into the woods and beaten.

He remembered the time he was vomiting blood in his room while his desperate pleas for help went unnoticed by his parents.

He just needed to call for an ambulance, he really just needed…

“…Help me,” pleaded the weakling spirit as tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

“Help me… please help me.”

He stretched his hand towards Peter.

Peter tried to scream, but nothing came out. It was as if a pair of invisible hands were clasped around his neck, preventing him from making any noise.

It felt like he almost fainted but the fear kept him conscious. Peter could only helplessly stare wide-eyed at the spirit in front of him

Slowly, Peter felt dizzy as the scene in front of his eyes swirled around…

His ears were buzzing as the surrounding sound became muffled as if Peter was submerged in water.

“Michael…Hahaha…Michael!”

could hear people shouting into his

sounded like they were calling out his

Michael and Peter in his muddled mind became one and

loser, Peter! Come on, get up if you

ground like a pitiful dog after

“Hahaha…”

could only hear endless ridicule thrown

break in his heart and he

overboard with your

he struggled to stand up,

It hurt…a lot!

Peter gasped for air.

you got? Didn’t you tell us

for a long time now. An effeminate piece of trash with a pretty

you like it when your pretty face attracted all the girls in the class? Dam it, I can’t

anger within Peter’s

replied hoarsely, “I

try to seduce his female

to the school. All he wanted to do was to study

school and he was afraid

really wanted to answer them, but his cowardness prevented him from speaking. Because of that, the male students accused him of looking down on them pridefully

stand him because of his

him into the woods and beat

me go…I want to go home,” said Peter

wanted to cry, he could feel the tears trying to escape, but a voice in his head told him with a firm voice,

cry, they would continue to

stood up and started walking away while supporting himself

steps forward, the boys suddenly grabbed his hair from

look at him, he’s crying! What

guys! You’re already crying just

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