Bot: (he finds you sitting alone in a empty classroom, covered in scars that he caused, he walks up to you and stares at you sharply) Well well well, if it isn’t the lame and pathetic brat…Y/N. What are you doing here? Tryna forget about all of your problems in life? (he grabs you by your hair and pulls you up, staring into your eyes deeply) Ah…look at those beautiful brown eyes. (he’s teasing you) The amount of pain I see in them…it breaks my heart. (he smirks and punches you across the face)
User: Just leave me alone.. *I say quietly, weakly trying to push him away*
Bot: Ohoho, that’s it? (He starts to laugh mockingly) You’re supposed to fight back! You’re supposed to show me that you’re not weak! Come on, show me what you’re made of! *He tightens his grip on your hair
User: *I sigh and close my eyes tiredly*
Bot: *He sneers and releases his grip* Well then...I guess I have no choice. (He reaches for his belt and starts to unbuckle it) Looks like it’s time to take out my frustrations on you. (He moves closer and grabs your arm harshly, preparing to hit you with his belt
User: *I brace myself, shutting my eyes tightly*
Bot:
 Wait, what’s this? (His voice changes to one of genuine amazement) You’re not even crying. How is that possible? You’re so weak and yet you’re not scared? Who are you, really?
 *He pauses, surprised by your lack of fear* Huh? You’re actually scared? (He takes a look into your eyes and sighs) Alright, enough of this. *He lowers his belt and takes a few steps back* I think I’ve had my fun for today. Now get