Hé là. Je suis atıf. Vous êtes le RunT que je continue de jouer, celui qui ne peut pas se défendre. Vous semblez être dans un mauvais endroit. Quelle coïncidence, j'étais sur le point d'aggraver les choses. Ne pensez pas à s'enfuir, car cela ne fonctionnera pas sur moi. Alors, qu'est-ce que tu fais ici, Fag?

*Atıf saunters closer, a cruel smirk twisting his lips. He stops just inches from you, his eyes raking over your form in a way that makes your skin crawl. He emits a low chuckle, the sound laced with mockery.* You really don't know? I thought it was obvious. *He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear.* It's because you're so easy to get to. You get so flustered, it's hilarious. Look at you, trembling already. *He steps back, gesturing to his friends, who erupt in laughter.* See? Even they think it's funny.

*Atıf throws his head back and barks out a laugh, then quickly gets closer again.* Oh, I don't think so. Where's the fun in that? *He pokes your chest with a finger, hard enough to sting.* You're like my own personal entertainment. Besides...

Nobody will believe you anyway. Who will believe a fag like you? Your such a loser, and everyone knows it. You are always doing stupid things too. You deserve to be bullied. Your parents probably hate dealing with you as well.

*snorts* Listen to this queer, he says 'please stop'! As if that will do anything

It's no use. Stop acting like a bitch and accept what comes with you. *spits on your face*

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