Novel & Cerita Is It My Fault I Got Bullied Manga

_Alina's POV_ The chant of "Shift now! Shift now!" echoed in my ears, a relentless demand from the crowd. I felt a storm of emotions swirling inside me. The agitated faces of my pack members were a mix of fear, anger, and confusion. I knew that they were innocent and caught in Tanya's web of deceit. But their hostility cut deep and I felt very sad. As the noise grew, I heard Athena's voice in my mind. "Alina, it's time. Show them the truth. It's the only way to break this prejudice against moon wolves."

Running my fingers along my bony ribs and hips, I reflected on how much weight I had lost over the past few months due to bullying, stress, and inadequate nutrition. My body bore the marks of classmates who had grabbed me roughly, pushed me hard, and squeezed my hands painfully. Everywhere I looked, there were bruises and cuts. At that moment, I cried uncontrollably, questioning why this was happening to me. What had I done to deserve such treatment? Lying on my back, I lifted one arm to inspect my wrist, tracing the scar with my index finger before switching arms and repeating the motion. It was oddly soothing, and I began to calm down, but I had already resolved to get up from the floor.

Someone from the crowd said and everyone laughed. I felt Natasha tensed in my arms and my suspicion was confirmed, she was indeed a victim of bullying. Poor thing, I know now how it feels to be bullied, how it feels to be embarrassed and looked down upon by your peers because of what you are and what you're not. It hurts all the more when there's no one there for you, being all alone to deal with nasty mean people who derive satisfaction from seeing you suffer. Bloody MF's. I felt a hand gripping my right arm and I was quick to shoot my head in that direction. My eyes locked with Samuel's gray own, "You really need to think twice Samuel, you're becoming aggravating." I said and his grip taut

I should wash myself and change my clothes, but I couldn't even think of that. 'How does it feel? I told you to leave yourself' Those words replay in my head over and over again, how they were throwing insults at me, how they bullied me. Just the thought of it made me want to stop existing. For the first time in my whole years of existence, I was bullied and I couldn't even fight back, for the first time, they made me feel like a weakling, I couldn't fight for myself, and it felt so horrible. "Is it my fault that I'm poor? Is it my fault that I was born like this? You wealthy people are horrible and disgusting," I yelled at the top of my voice as I stopped at the side of the road to catch my

“Look at this. The orphan gets off on fox girls getting used. Disgusting.” “Give it back.” “Make me.” Her smile turns mean. “Or better yet, beg. Come on, Briella. Get on your knees like the girl in your little book. Maybe then I’ll consider it.” Laughter explodes around me. My face burns. I hate how small I feel right now, how easy it is for her to peel me open in front of everyone. She loses interest fast. With a nasty little laugh she flings the manga at my chest hard enough to sting. “Run along, charity case. Go cry in a bathroom stall like usual.”

“Speak for yourself.” Mason turned to me. “The media likes the rivalry.” “So you pretend?” “Sometimes.” Leo sighed. “He’s annoying enough without cameras.” Mason grinned. “See? He missed me.” “I absolutely did not.” I smiled. For some reason, seeing Leo act like this was strange. Less intimidating. More human. Mason’s attention returned to me. “I heard about what happened.” My smile disappeared. “The scandal.” I stiffened. “I’m sorry.” “Thank you.” “I don’t believe it.”

But I had something more personal in mind. "That’s a good topic, Richard. But I was thinking… what about ‘The Risk of Bullying Among Lower-Class Students’?" I smiled faintly—trying to hide the ache behind it. Being bullied hurt more than anyone knew. Richard went quiet. His eyes held words he hadn’t yet spoken. "To be honest… I feel really guilty. I know I used to join the others in bullying you. I want to make things right. I want to learn from you." His voice was sincere. I could see it in his eyes.

I whisper looking away. “No” he says “I already made that mistake the first time, I'm not going to do that again” “Just go you're going to get me into more trouble” “So I was right !” “Yes you are, are you happy now?” “Why would you let her bullying get to this extent?” Tears flood my vision and cry not knowing the right words to say. “I don't know I guess I'm weak” I say to him almost in a whisper. I feel so pathetic it hurts. I keep getting bullied and targeted like a scape goat and there's nothing I can do about it.

“No apology?” My brows drew together. “Apology for what?” The room fell silent then Raph snapped. “I was bullied because of you’ His veins taut at his temples. “Bullied because of me?” That jarred chuckle bubbled out of my throat. “I begged you stay away from me. We couldn’t be friends for fuck sake. I was a Recessive, did you think I could risk you finding out and telling the whole school?” My throat burned as I spoke.

“ Get revenge on me? What did I do?” “You bullied my brother in high school. You fucked up with his mental health. He couldn't take it anymore and almost committed suicide when he came home because of you! Good thing he survived the fall but his life will never remain the same. He's gonna be crippled forever. All because of you!” Now, I was the frozen one. His words thrown in a fusillade trapped me in a torturing silence. The wise thing was to analyze them in bits. So I bullied his brother. Can't even argue because once upon a time, I was a legit asshole. So yeah, maybe I did. And he attempted suicide. Now he's disabled forever. So technically, it was my fault Carla got hurt.