Campus Bullying Novels & Stories

Xyrius Dale Smith. The absolute worst person to mess with. The most arrogant, insufferable, and notorious bully in the entire university. He had no limits. No one was safe from his pranks—not even the professors. There were rumors that some teachers had resigned because of him, and there was even talk of a student who had try to take their own life after being targeted by his bullying. Her entire body tensed. Even her esophagus and small intestines seemed to tremble in fear.

But Nicole was not grateful for it. After all, gossip was Karen and Snow’s favorite thing to do. Nicole did not want to give her any chance to badmouth her. But the colder she treated Snow, the graver Snow’s expression became. Other people thought Nicole was bullying the campus queen. Many of them took a picture of it angrily and posted it to the campus blog. These pictures were skillfully framed at the best angle. It made Snow seem to be extremely wronged. “Wow! This Nicole is really shameless. Our campus queen was being kind to a country bumpkin like her. It’s fine if she did not appreciate it, but she actually bullied her and made her cry?”

She said in a low voice and stepped backward. Just then, i remembered her. She was the waitress in that welcoming ball my mother held for me when i came back. This particular girl was the one who Carolina was bullying, and as i thought about that, i looked around and saw that most of the girls here were at my welcoming ball dressed in a waitress uniform. The time i had in that place was very limited and so i couldn't ask each and every one of them about what is happening to them. It is clear that they are being trafficked.

She asked seriously , at least it's what she thinks serious but for us it's entertaining. " Why is he so cute?" Sadhana asked widening her big eyes making me lose my cool. I clutched my shawl while Akanksha gave me a pitiful look. " Everyone are eyeing my crush! " I muttered. " Girl!!! He isn't only your crush! Many girls have a crush on him including two from our gang." She reminded me the bitter truth . " That's true! But I'm different."I said as I winked at her. " Yeah yeah! Who else in this world will try to befriend their crush's ex?" She asked sarcastically , I turned my face facing the faculty.

To help me become part of my own destiny. "I mean to say, I know nobody can control rumours but I want to inform you that this school has a zero tolerance for bullying. If you're being bullied or if these rumours are affecting you in any way, please. .., you're obliged to say the names of your bullies and that's an order! "She said. I was scared. I gazed at Dumuzi who looked back at me with begging eyes full of regret. "Does this young man have anything to do with what we are discussing right now miss Kimuta? "

“New pussy on campus. Let’s see how long before she cries?” The whole row laughed, my cheeks burned but I kept my head down, my heart racing, fighting tears. I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction. To them, my only crime was being the poor transfer student on scholarship. By the end of the day the bullying had spread. Girls “accidentally” slammed into my shoulder in the corridors while guys catcalled, asking if I was still a virgin. Every laugh scraped against my nerves. Raymond didn’t always join in, but he never stopped it either. He just watched, that lazy smirk on his face, like I was entertainment.

Zach’s POV The bullying intensified like a storm that refused to break. Fresh threads appeared hourly, linking old rumors with fresh “evidence” from Damien’s planted witnesses. Screenshots, manipulated voice clips, anonymous testimonials painting me as unstable, and desperate. The comments were vicious: Always knew he was off, Scholarship kids think they can get away with anything, Stay away from him. Campus group chats filled with indirect jabs that weren’t indirect at all. I withdrew further. Skipping classes became survival. The risk of stares and whispers in lecture halls outweighed the academic consequences. I attended only the ones with mandatory attendance, sitting in the very back, h

Because I was the one who he’d seen getting attacked, I had the privilege of sitting on a chair while the campus nurse fussed over my head. “University of Briarwood prides ourself in being an institution with a fully functional no bullying policy,” he declared, voice tight. “And every single student is required to follow these rules. Violation of these rules will result in direct expulsion. Same goes for any physical altercations happening on campus. The party that started the fight will be expulsed, while the party that was antagonized will undergo suspension.” He laid his hands on the table and looked at both Kellin and me.

Some even specifically started a thread on the campus forums to talk badly of me. It wasn't long before my entire class and my roommates were dragged into this mess. Still, no one blamed me. They even said, "This isn't your fault. All those people just can't tell right from wrong." A few even comforted me and said, "We've been through such campus-wide cyberbullying before, so we know what it's like. Just don't forget us once you make it big, alright?"

So after two more days of beating, I finally learned my lesson, and I decided to not fight back anymore and just let them do whatever they want with me as long as it's not sexual, which I know would never happen because they're so disgusted by me that they even wince when a splatter of my blood gets on their shirt. In case you're wondering why they haven't been caught by any of the professors yet, it's because these assholes are too fucking smart for their own good. They are the type of bullies who actually use their brains, which is quite surprising. They would never touch or leave marks and bruises on the parts of my body that could be easily seen by the public eye. Instead, they would alw