Myra Moans Bully ~upd~ -

"Did you hear that?" laughed Jenna, the leader. "She’s moaning again. So pathetic."

Myra lowered her head, another soft moan slipping out as she clutched her books tighter. But this time, the sound was different. It wasn't just pain. myra moans bully

They called her names by her locker. "Freak." "Ghost." "Why don't you just disappear?" "Did you hear that

The bullies, of course, loved that sound. It was their victory song. But this time, the sound was different

Myra never fought back. She couldn't. Instead, a low, involuntary moan escaped her lips—a sound caught between a sigh and a whimper. It was the only release valve for the pressure building inside her chest.

One day, that moan would be the last thing they ever heard from her—because one day, she would finally speak up. And when she did, the hallways would tremble.