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Her Name Is Alice Chapter OneShe didn’t matter.
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In none of the students’ eyes was she valuable, her life and entire existence was meaningless to them. Everyone was expected to see her that way, if you didn’t, you would be just as hated as her.
How fucked up could highschool get?
For some it was average, they were oblivious to the misery in front of them.
Others knew, but chose not to care, why would they, it’s not their problems, right?
Some… some cared… a lot…. Some were so sick of leading to attacks on innocent people to make everyone else feel the tiniest bit better about themselves, when their victims wished for death.
Sadly… Poiyo was one of them, and in his group of friends, he was probably the only one.
Ron, Lost, Akuta… that bitch Miku who always tagged along, they couldn’t care less about making her life hell, as if it wasn’t hard enough already. Not that they cared; she was weak and a good target in their eyes.
Poiyo didn’t know