I Will Just Endure It
"Sniff…why me…why doesn't god help me…" An obese boy was crying to himself as he washed his face and mouth, trying to clean off the blood and dirt.
"Because god doesn't care about you, son," A man's voice came from behind, startling the boy.
He immediately turned around with a startled look, "T-Teacher Arthit. I-I am sorry. I will go right back to class!" Anong said with an anxious look as he nervously bowed.
"You don't have to. You deserve a break, and we have to talk about what happened. Come, sit here with me," Asher said as he sat on the bench nearby and gestured to him to sit.
Anong's face became tense when he realized that his teacher wanted to talk about his bullying. He was scared, wondering if those bullies would see him talking to a teacher and bully him even more.
He looked around to make sure nobody else was there on the terrace.