"Okay, I trust you". Miss Amaya voiced out once again.
"So, I'm free to leave now, right?".
"Yes, you're free".
And with that, Ryan walked out of Miss Amaya's house heading straight ho.
******
Ryan had been doing a lot of thinking concerning the bullies that had been causing distress to his life. He was trying to make a decision concerning them.
It's been so days since he had sex with Miss Amaya, and those bullies hadn't left him alone. That was sothing they'd never do, to stop bullying one of their preys when the person hadn't taken action against them.
The worst thing was that this particular person doesn't possess an ability or sothing, there's no way they'd let go of him that easily. They were still using the sa tactic to bully him.
Whenever he was coming back from school, they'd wait for him at a particular spot, take him sowhere quiet, and bully the hell out of him there...
Ryan knew he couldn't continue like this, he couldn't allow them to keep doing this to him. But he knew he couldn't report to his father, he knew he couldn't report to his family.
So he had been doing a lot of thinking. The only person he could report to about this was his friend, Dylan. There's no way he wouldn't do sothing about it after reporting to him.
Dylan would go straight to a teacher or teachers and report the bullies, nobody would be able to stop him this ti. He spared them the first ti because they promised him they'd stop with their vile acts.
They promised to stop bullying Ryan and other students. And he made them inform other bullies that they should stop causing distress to students' lives.
Well, the thing was that they were still causing distress to students' lives, the bullies they inford about his instruction were still causing distress to students' lives as well, but they were doing all these secretly.
And worst of all, those four boys were still causing distress to Ryan's life without his knowledge. There's no way Ryan would report them to him, and Dylan wouldn't go straight to the teachers with anger to report their vile acts.
What would make it worst was if Dylan decided not to report them to the teachers imdiately, but decided to do so inspection first to see if the four boys and other bullies were still causing distress to other students' lives.
There's no way he wouldn't discover that they were still causing distress to other students' lives if he did a careful and thorough inspection. This would only make him angrier.
And this would compel him to report every single detail to the teachers. He'd beco the voice of the students they were bullying that couldn't report them to the teachers.
There's no way those bullies wouldn't get severely punished after he reports them. And this was one of the things they hated the most, to get reported to the teachers.
..Well, they wouldn't be able to escape it when it happens.
Ryan had been trying to decide whether to report the bullies to Dylan as fast as possible, or he should wait so more. He'd been doing a lot of thinking.
Well, while heading ho on this particular day after separating from Dylan, the bullies caused distress to his life as usual. Now, this made him decide he was going to report everything to Dylan tomorrow.
He knew he couldn't continue like this. In fact, he was feeling a kind of pain in his right hand and left leg due to the continuous tis those bullies hit him there.
He wouldn't care how they'd perceive him when Dylan reports them in his place. Whether they'd consider him a weakling or whatever, he wouldn't care.
At least, he didn't report them to his father, he reported them to his best friend. There was a difference there...
He didn't plan on changing his mind about this, he was going to report everything to Dylan tomorrow.
The next day had reached by now, and Ryan had just arrived at school. One of the guards rode him to school as usual.
He ca down from the horse and began heading straight to his classroom without saying anything to the guard. This was a usual which the guard had experienced many tis, so he just rode the horse out of the school compound.
Ryan arrived at his classroom expecting to et Dylan there, but Dylan hadn't arrived yet. Well, it was simple, all he needed to do was wait for his arrival.
He needed Dylan to co to school today because he planned on reporting everything to him today. Well, it wouldn't be a situation of reporting everything to him the mont he arrives at school, he'd need to wait a while.
Dylan finally arrived in the classroom after the passing of a few minutes, and Ryan watched him walking toward his seat until he reached it and balanced on it.
Ryan was feeling that urge to walk toward Dylan and start a conversation with him so he could tell him about the bullies, but he was just controlling himself. He knew now wasn't the right ti.
I an, he could be having that conversation with him, and the students in the classroom could be hearing. The classroom was packed with lots of students.
And the students hearing him report the bullies to Dylan wasn't exactly that good. The hurtful remarks and weird stares that had stopped would resu again.
'Look at him reporting to Dylan like Dylan is his father. Such a weakling'.
Yes, they could be making statents like this which Ryan didn't want at all.
Ti passed, activities took place, teachers entered their classroom, taught them, and left. And other classrooms weren't left out, teachers also stepped foot into other classrooms, taught them, and left.
It was getting so close to break hour now, and Ryan hadn't yet reported the bullies to Dylan. He'd decided he was going to do so when break hour reaches and the both of them were heading toward the cafeteria together.
In that way, no one would be able to hear him reporting them to Dylan...
Break hour finally reached, and students began leaving their various classrooms for the cafeteria.
'It's ti'. Ryan thought to himself before standing up from the chair he was sitting on after it got to break hour.
It's ti for what? It's ti for him to report everything to Dylan when they begin heading toward the cafeteria together.
The both of them had just walked out of the classroom right now, heading toward the cafeteria. They were on the school compound right now, still heading toward the cafeteria.
Ryan kept on staring at Dylan while they were heading toward the cafeteria. Yes, he wanted to report everything to him, but he couldn't just bring himself to do so.
And this made him begin wondering, 'What is going on here? What is wrong with ? This is the perfect chance to finally report everything to him, so why can't I bring myself to do so?'.
It was just like he needed confidence to report everything to Dylan, but that wasn't the case here. Dylan was his fucking friend, they were super free with each other. Sothing else was holding him back from reporting everything to Dylan.
They'd gotten so close to the cafeteria now, and Ryan hadn't yet brought himself to report everything to Dylan. It was after they'd stepped foot into the cafeteria that Ryan thought to himself again,
'I guess I'd report everything to him when we're done eating and heading back to our classroom. I have to do this'.
It didn't take long for Ryan to set eyes on the four boys that had been causing distress to his life after they stepped foot into the cafeteria. The boys were staring at him with smirks on their faces.
Well, Ryan didn't glance at them for too long. He quickly took his gaze away from them as he and Dylan were heading toward a table that had vacant seats around it.
'Look at them smirking. They don't know what is coming for them'. Ryan thought to himself once again as he and Dylan were heading toward the table with vacant seats.
What he saw just now made him more determined to report everything to Dylan while they'd be heading back to their classroom from the cafeteria.
The fact that they were smirking while glancing at him annoyed him to an extent. He and Dylan finally reached the table and occupied two seats around it.
More students stepped into the cafeteria after them. And by now, the cooks had already started serving the students round.
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