Max blinked, not really sure on what to say to her. "Well.." he started to say, "Pinning me like that reminded me of when I was at my old school.. The kids would always pin me to the wall like that, sometimes they would use duct tape... And.." his voice grew quiet, "They would bully me that way.." He lifted his head to look at her again for a moment. "I was just doing what I could to get free. I told you that history would repeat itself one way or another.." He sighed, walking off to go close his door, then go sit on his bed, his head in his hands. After awhile, he lifted his head and glanced at Elise again. "The students at my old school were pretty brutal to me.. They tried to kill me once by hanging me... They wrapped he flagpole rope around my neck and held me high in the air.. Thought I would die of oxygen or something..." He took his hand and gently placed it on his neck. Just under his jawline, you could still see the rope burn from when he was hanged, still there on his skin till this day. "It was pretty bad I guess..."