4 attack on Titan

Seated at the back of the class, I had a clear view of everyone. I hadn't anticipated encountering another victim in the same classroom.

Having not paid much attention in class previously, the original Togawa wasn't familiar with everyone.

 "No, they're all in the wrong. No one is good here," I muttered under my breath, my gaze fixing on Tazaki.

'that fat pervert' togawa thought. Tazaki was from the hentai Bullied: Revenge Hypnosis. In the original lore he got caught masterbaiting on some panties in the female locker room. And as a result he gets bullied by 3 three girls everyday. He couldn't keep his dick in his pants and got what was coming for him.

'then there's these 3' their personality wasn't any better. And their bullying didn't last because they were dumb enough to let themselves be hypnotized. After that they became the play things for tazaki.

I wasn't on anyone's side, my interest solely fixated on the hypnosis book the girls had gotten their hands on. The story didn't reveal the origins of the book, leaving me deeply troubled. Possessing that book would greatly enhance my chances of survival in this world. The power of hypnosis was the strongest, as none of the characters in the hentai I had read could escape once they were trapped.

Studying the group a bit longer, I observed that they weren't aware of each other, leading me to conclude that the events hadn't happened yet.

"I'll have to keep my eye on them," I thought, already formulating a plan to acquire the hypnosis book for myself. Naturally, I didn't care about what would happen to Tazaki. In my eyes, he was also trash.

After strategizing in my mind, I returned my focus to learning. All this academic stuff felt foreign to me, and the previous version of myself hadn't put any effort into my classes.

"Ugh, how am I going to graduate at this rate?" I complained silently.

—-

As I left the school with Masanobu, I couldn't shake the realization that he didn't have many friends. It wasn't surprising, given that nobody wanted to risk becoming my next target. Despite knowing I wasn't responsible for past actions, I couldn't shake off the guilt. After all, I carried the memories.

Masanobu remained somewhat stiff beside me, but his curiosity was evident. It seemed to him like I had become an entirely different person. He couldn't help but wonder if this change was genuine or if something more sinister was at play.

Stopping abruptly, Masanobu turned to me. "Why did you change?" he asked, breaking the silence.

I was taken aback by the sudden question. "Because I didn't want to keep living like a piece of trash," I responded truthfully. Masanobu seemed shocked by my remark.

-Masanobu-

. I always saw him as just a bully by nature, and I harbored a deep hatred towards him. My own life was filled with hardships, and waking up every morning felt like a chore.

But everything changed that day. Togawa showed up at my house to personally apologize to my mother for his actions. He even expressed his willingness to accept any punishment I or my mother deemed fit. I couldn't shake off my skepticism; people don't change that quickly. I was worried about his intentions, especially involving my mother.

However, nothing sinister happened. Instead, he started protecting me. He stopped fooling around with the other troublemakers and started taking his studies seriously. I was genuinely surprised.

"Maybe he really did change," I thought to myself. So, one day, I decided to ask him, "Why did you change?"

His response shook me to the core. The once proud and arrogant Togawa admitted that he was nothing but trash. It was then that I began to consider the possibility of forgiving him.

-----

In the corner of my eyes I saw a group of men dragging a school girl to the alley way.

"Masanobu, go on without me. I have some chores to take care of," I said abruptly.

"Oh, okay," Masanobu responded, clearly taken aback. 'Togawa doing chores?' he wondered silently.

With that, I hurriedly ran after them.

—-

? Pov

It wasn't supposed to be like this, I just wanted to have some fun.

" Hehe I caught a bitch with fat tits this time"

Four men surrounded me.

"Nice work "

"Noo someone help!" I screamed, this is too scary.

"Hahaha no one is going to hear you, this is our territory , scream all you want no one is coming" he snickered and proceed to rip of my clothes

"Ouch, it hurts," I whimpered, tears streaming down my face as I felt the pain

They maniacally laughed at my despair, their mocking laughter echoing in the air.

" Move I'm going first" the biggest man dropped his pants and showed a cock the size of a full grown arm

"Nonono don't get close to me!" I sobbed

I felt his hand grab my face

A small whimper came from me as I was frozen in fear

As he licked my tear, he smirked, "mmnn tasty."

It's disgusting! A shiver ran down my spine

'Someone, please save me!' I pleaded

"Who the fu-"

"Ahh!"

"Stop him!"

It happened so fast, one by one they all dropped down until there was only one left.

"Let go of the girl," he calmly said.

"Who the heck are you?" the gangster who held me freaked out.

"Togawa?" I unconsciously said, surprised to see him here.

He was my classmate who sat behind me. We didn't talk much, but he was famous for rumors about him being involved with the Yakuza.

"Togawa? Good, I'll remember you," the gangster muttered before throwing me towards Togawa and fleeing.

I stumbled into Togawa's waiting arms, feeling a rush of relief and safety wash over me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I started sobbing.

—---

'che, I got into a troublesome situation ' she was one of the trio bullys form Bullied: Revenge Hypnosis

Her name was sanada minako the slut, she has a body every girl dreamed of with a big bust in all the right places. She looked like an angel.

Despite her outward appearance, she was a very different person on the inside. She possessed a personality that toyed with other people's emotions.

She lived on the thrill of seeing others become infatuated with her, relishing in the attention and admiration upon her. What brought her even greater satisfaction was when someone would risk their reputation or well-being for her sake.She dated many students and even middle aged men.

'Currently, she was a crying mess, which made her look unsightly. "When is she going to let go of me? Damn, that jerk learned my identity and even ran away because of her," I complained inwardly. 

I reached out, gently grabbing her shoulders to pry her off. Then, I swiftly took off my school uniform and wrapped it around her.half naked body.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.

She remained silent, head bowed. With a sigh, I considered leaving her be.

"I'm going then," I began to turn away.

"No!" Sanada's voice was shaky, fear evident in her tone.

"D-don't leave me alone... please," she whimpered, her demeanor resembling that of a frightened animal.

I couldn't help but notice her vulnerability, realizing she was still just a child at heart, likely traumatized by recent events. Another sigh escaped me.

"Can you walk? I'll take you home," I offered, hoping to ease her distress.

"No..." she murmured.

I felt a twinge of frustration, a slight tick forming on my forehead.

"Get on my back. I'll carry you," I instructed, my tone firm.

"Eh?" she hesitated.

"Get on before I change my mind," I snapped, my patience waning.

"Y-yes," she complied, quickly climbing onto my back and wrapping her arms around my neck.

Sanada uttered a few words that vaguely pointed towards her home, but otherwise, the journey was mostly silent. She seemed different from the usual Sanada.

"Did this happen in the canon?" I questioned inwardly. "No, there was no mention of past traumas in the hentai, so what changed?"

"Sanada-san, how did you get in that situation?" I asked, noticing her trembling and feeling wet spots on my back.

I felt at a loss on how to comfort her. I found a nearby bench and gently set her down.

Next to us was a vending machine, but I had no money. "I really need to find a way to get some," I thought to myself.

Looking at the crying Sanada, I reached out and patted her head. "...Sorry, forget what I said. Just watch out for the people you involve yourself with, okay?"

She meekly nodded in response.

Togawa waited patiently for her to calm down before they continued on their journey. As they reached her front door, Togawa couldn't help but be surprised by her wealthy surroundings.

Setting her down gently, Togawa prepared to bid her farewell and leave.

"Um, wait," she hesitated, catching Togawa off guard.

'What now?' Togawa thought wearily, feeling drained from the long day.

"I... thank you," she finally managed to say.

Togawa couldn't help but feel a flicker of warmth at her gratitude. 'Well, look at that, I guess she isn't so bad after all,' he thought, offering her a smile.

"No problem," Togawa replied casually, waving her off as he turned to leave.

As Togawa walked away, he couldn't help but feel her gaze on him. Unbeknownst to him, Sanada stood at her door, clutching his uniform tightly, her cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment.

—-

Lying on his bed, Togawa mulled over his predicament. "My only income was from doing crimes. Now that I've stopped, it's only a matter of time before I go homeless," he lamented.

Considering his options, Togawa dismissed the idea of getting a part-time job. "No, it takes up too much time," he concluded.

The only reason he continued attending school was because it was a hotspot for criminal activity, and he needed to graduate. His only talent, aside from fighting, was writing documents, stemming from his previous job.

Then, a sudden realization struck him. "Manga, but I can't draw—Wait!" Togawa remembered the two people he had saved earlier from the blackmailing. They were part of the manga and novel club.

"Yes, this could work!" he exclaimed excitedly, grabbing a pen and notebook. With determination, he titled it "Attack on Titan Season One" and began to write.