Crash's POV:
You hung your head low, not interested in making eye contact with anyone.
Regardless, someone grabbed you by the shoulder and threw you into the lockers. This caused a mountain of books to fall on top of you, crushing you like a hammer into jelly.
Of course, the people who owned these books were pissed. Really pissed. In just a few seconds, you were being attacked from all directions except under. You curled up into a ball, tucking your head away, waiting for the abuse to be over.
After a good 5 minutes, the attacks ceased. Or so you thought. As soon as you stood up, you were knocked over again, grabbed by the neck and rammed into the ground, again, and again, and again.
And you wondered where the nightmares came from.
A/N: This is also a short chapter just to show off Crash's school life. Plz don't kill me 😓
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The Pain Feels Right {Culture x Crash Fanfiction}
FanfictionCulture let the words fly into Crash's face. He thought taking a walk would be a good for everyone. Crash took this the wrong way. 《time skip》 The therapist said "Make a video of your feelings," to Crash. Culture saw it. Are the feelings mutual? ~~~...
