ConstantinosBrakus

You are a real wuss you know that?!

Are you nerdy enough to do my maths homework, and if you don't, I will make you feel pain.

Juri’s booming voice interrupts my activity I stop repeatedly missing the soccer ball I’ve been trying to angrily kick for the past two minutes. He states the obvious as he proclaims me to be a wuss.

“I already know I’m pathetic, why else am I still arriving to this shitty gig?” I have half a mind to try to kick this at him. Try to show one ounce of self respect.

Before I could carry on with the poor decision he demands me to do his homework.

“No Juri, I’m not smart enough for that shit. You think another beatings gonna scare me? I already got hit by Ted earlier. Stupid jerk.”

I can tell he doesn’t care what I have to say, he only wanted to hear yes. As he walks over to me I attempt to throw the ball straight at the brainless brawn. It bounces off his chest without any grunt of pain in the air, just a sad thud on his chest and then rustling as it lands on the grass.

"Haha- you think I care if Ted hit you, So are you doing my homework or not? -you 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅." Juri makes sure to put emphasis on that last word, hoping it stung atleast a little.

Juri watches as the ball constantinos threw falls weakly to the ground.

"Was that meant to hurt- seriously? You have I idea how funny this is to me right now!" His voice was rather flat, it lacked pure emotion- could be the fact English wasn't his first language but I guess we will never find out.

The look on Juris face told the smaller boy everything he needed to know, if he didn't suck it up and attempt to do the big oafs homework then he was walking back to the boys dorm, bloody and beaten. Or worse- a trip to the infirmary.

Juri was up in constantinos personal space now, his face looking down on him.

"Go on, take the stupid homework sheets and they better be done by tomorrow!"

Ooc

ITS SO COOL WHEN PEOPLE DO THIS

I may as well speak my truth. Say what I think of Juri. It’s worth the injuries he’ll inflict upon me. Hell, he’s probably going to throw the soccer ball at me now. I doubt he’d miss or throw it lightly.

“listen carefully you fucking meathead. I, am, shit, at, math, do you understand now? I, will, not, be able, to, give, you, a, decent, fucking, grade. Ok?!”

maybe I should throw this stupid Bull mask at him?

He thought to himself.

"That is frustrating..I hate cowards that try and act brave when they do not even have the strength the back it up! "

Juri was clearly getting pissed off at constantinos words, he felt like slamming his fist into that" know-it-all's" mouth..maybe then he would stop talking．

"Listen, you puny wretch! You look dorky enough to know how to do this and I do not care if you are shit at maths- I need someone to do it before i have to turn it in!"

"And- I do not cry! So that is stupid thing to say. Only girls cry"

Juri has the papers scrunched up in his pocket, listening in anger as the other boy lashes out.

"I am going to 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈u!

I’m no lapdog. I’m not gonna give him the satisfaction, sure I could just tell him I’ll do it only to then put it in a garbage can but I think he’s well away from being able to be talking this out.

It was so annoying when weaklings like this try and be the bigger person and stand up to bullying, but atleast he got the relief of seeing their face when they're met with a knuckle sandwich.

I’m still on my feet, lost my balance a bit but I found my footing. This fucking Guy. My mouth hangs open as I hope that nothing broke. Why does he have to be like this? Why can’t he just understand that I can’t help him with his shit? He’s about to step closer with another fist raised as he gives a wide grin.

Then suddenly I feel it. The need to let my rage be known. I step away from him slowly until I pick up the pace as he follows, I know he’s enjoying this, if he wanted me on the ground he would have done it by now. This sick bastard is just playing with me. Enjoying the game.

and of course comes my own downfall as I suddenly realize the bench as my legs hit the wood hard as the back of my head hits the grass with such force.

the pathetic tripping hasn’t stopped him, he towers over me as he’s about to punch my lights out until I finally say it.”Fuck off Juri!!!” I scream at him, try to catch him off guard. Try to make him know how horrible he is. But honestly… wouldn’t surprise me if isn’t fazed by this.

You are a real wuss you know that?!

Are you nerdy enough to do my maths homework, and if you don't, I will make you feel pain.

Juri’s booming voice interrupts my activity I stop repeatedly missing the soccer ball I’ve been trying to angrily kick for the past two minutes. He states the obvious as he proclaims me to be a wuss.

“I already know I’m pathetic, why else am I still arriving to this shitty gig?” I have half a mind to try to kick this at him. Try to show one ounce of self respect.

Before I could carry on with the poor decision he demands me to do his homework.

“No Juri, I’m not smart enough for that shit. You think another beatings gonna scare me? I already got hit by Ted earlier. Stupid jerk.”

I can tell he doesn’t care what I have to say, he only wanted to hear yes. As he walks over to me I attempt to throw the ball straight at the brainless brawn. It bounces off his chest without any grunt of pain in the air, just a sad thud on his chest and then rustling as it lands on the grass.

"Haha- you think I care if Ted hit you, So are you doing my homework or not? -you 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅." Juri makes sure to put emphasis on that last word, hoping it stung atleast a little.

Juri watches as the ball constantinos threw falls weakly to the ground.

"Was that meant to hurt- seriously? You have I idea how funny this is to me right now!" His voice was rather flat, it lacked pure emotion- could be the fact English wasn't his first language but I guess we will never find out.

The look on Juris face told the smaller boy everything he needed to know, if he didn't suck it up and attempt to do the big oafs homework then he was walking back to the boys dorm, bloody and beaten. Or worse- a trip to the infirmary.

Juri was up in constantinos personal space now, his face looking down on him.

"Go on, take the stupid homework sheets and they better be done by tomorrow!"

Ooc

ITS SO COOL WHEN PEOPLE DO THIS

I may as well speak my truth. Say what I think of Juri. It’s worth the injuries he’ll inflict upon me. Hell, he’s probably going to throw the soccer ball at me now. I doubt he’d miss or throw it lightly.

“listen carefully you fucking meathead. I, am, shit, at, math, do you understand now? I, will, not, be able, to, give, you, a, decent, fucking, grade. Ok?!”

maybe I should throw this stupid Bull mask at him?

He thought to himself.

"That is frustrating..I hate cowards that try and act brave when they do not even have the strength the back it up! "

Juri was clearly getting pissed off at constantinos words, he felt like slamming his fist into that" know-it-all's" mouth..maybe then he would stop talking．

"Listen, you puny wretch! You look dorky enough to know how to do this and I do not care if you are shit at maths- I need someone to do it before i have to turn it in!"

"And- I do not cry! So that is stupid thing to say. Only girls cry"

Juri has the papers scrunched up in his pocket, listening in anger as the other boy lashes out.

"I am going to 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈u!

I’m no lapdog. I’m not gonna give him the satisfaction, sure I could just tell him I’ll do it only to then put it in a garbage can but I think he’s well away from being able to be talking this out.

It was so annoying when weaklings like this try and be the bigger person and stand up to bullying, but atleast he got the relief of seeing their face when they're met with a knuckle sandwich.

You are a real wuss you know that?!

Are you nerdy enough to do my maths homework, and if you don't, I will make you feel pain.

Juri’s booming voice interrupts my activity I stop repeatedly missing the soccer ball I’ve been trying to angrily kick for the past two minutes. He states the obvious as he proclaims me to be a wuss.

“I already know I’m pathetic, why else am I still arriving to this shitty gig?” I have half a mind to try to kick this at him. Try to show one ounce of self respect.

Before I could carry on with the poor decision he demands me to do his homework.

“No Juri, I’m not smart enough for that shit. You think another beatings gonna scare me? I already got hit by Ted earlier. Stupid jerk.”

I can tell he doesn’t care what I have to say, he only wanted to hear yes. As he walks over to me I attempt to throw the ball straight at the brainless brawn. It bounces off his chest without any grunt of pain in the air, just a sad thud on his chest and then rustling as it lands on the grass.

"Haha- you think I care if Ted hit you, So are you doing my homework or not? -you 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅." Juri makes sure to put emphasis on that last word, hoping it stung atleast a little.

Juri watches as the ball constantinos threw falls weakly to the ground.

"Was that meant to hurt- seriously? You have I idea how funny this is to me right now!" His voice was rather flat, it lacked pure emotion- could be the fact English wasn't his first language but I guess we will never find out.

The look on Juris face told the smaller boy everything he needed to know, if he didn't suck it up and attempt to do the big oafs homework then he was walking back to the boys dorm, bloody and beaten. Or worse- a trip to the infirmary.

Juri was up in constantinos personal space now, his face looking down on him.

"Go on, take the stupid homework sheets and they better be done by tomorrow!"

Ooc

ITS SO COOL WHEN PEOPLE DO THIS

I may as well speak my truth. Say what I think of Juri. It’s worth the injuries he’ll inflict upon me. Hell, he’s probably going to throw the soccer ball at me now. I doubt he’d miss or throw it lightly.

“listen carefully you fucking meathead. I, am, shit, at, math, do you understand now? I, will, not, be able, to, give, you, a, decent, fucking, grade. Ok?!”

maybe I should throw this stupid Bull mask at him?

He thought to himself.

"That is frustrating..I hate cowards that try and act brave when they do not even have the strength the back it up! "

Juri was clearly getting pissed off at constantinos words, he felt like slamming his fist into that" know-it-all's" mouth..maybe then he would stop talking．

"Listen, you puny wretch! You look dorky enough to know how to do this and I do not care if you are shit at maths- I need someone to do it before i have to turn it in!"

"And- I do not cry! So that is stupid thing to say. Only girls cry"

Juri has the papers scrunched up in his pocket, listening in anger as the other boy lashes out.

"I am going to 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈u!

I’m no lapdog. I’m not gonna give him the satisfaction, sure I could just tell him I’ll do it only to then put it in a garbage can but I think he’s well away from being able to be talking this out.

Here goes nothing, I take the mask off and dump it on the ground as I wait for him to give me his all. Let’s do this shit.

You are a real wuss you know that?!

Are you nerdy enough to do my maths homework, and if you don't, I will make you feel pain.

Juri’s booming voice interrupts my activity I stop repeatedly missing the soccer ball I’ve been trying to angrily kick for the past two minutes. He states the obvious as he proclaims me to be a wuss.

“I already know I’m pathetic, why else am I still arriving to this shitty gig?” I have half a mind to try to kick this at him. Try to show one ounce of self respect.

Before I could carry on with the poor decision he demands me to do his homework.

“No Juri, I’m not smart enough for that shit. You think another beatings gonna scare me? I already got hit by Ted earlier. Stupid jerk.”

I can tell he doesn’t care what I have to say, he only wanted to hear yes. As he walks over to me I attempt to throw the ball straight at the brainless brawn. It bounces off his chest without any grunt of pain in the air, just a sad thud on his chest and then rustling as it lands on the grass.

"Haha- you think I care if Ted hit you, So are you doing my homework or not? -you 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅." Juri makes sure to put emphasis on that last word, hoping it stung atleast a little.

Juri watches as the ball constantinos threw falls weakly to the ground.

"Was that meant to hurt- seriously? You have I idea how funny this is to me right now!" His voice was rather flat, it lacked pure emotion- could be the fact English wasn't his first language but I guess we will never find out.

The look on Juris face told the smaller boy everything he needed to know, if he didn't suck it up and attempt to do the big oafs homework then he was walking back to the boys dorm, bloody and beaten. Or worse- a trip to the infirmary.

Juri was up in constantinos personal space now, his face looking down on him.

"Go on, take the stupid homework sheets and they better be done by tomorrow!"

Ooc

ITS SO COOL WHEN PEOPLE DO THIS

I may as well speak my truth. Say what I think of Juri. It’s worth the injuries he’ll inflict upon me. Hell, he’s probably going to throw the soccer ball at me now. I doubt he’d miss or throw it lightly.

“listen carefully you fucking meathead. I, am, shit, at, math, do you understand now? I, will, not, be able, to, give, you, a, decent, fucking, grade. Ok?!”

maybe I should throw this stupid Bull mask at him?