The College Badboy's Danger Zone

Adeline’s Perspective At the University “Hey, kid, why are you blocking the way? If you're big, at least know how to step aside.” “Why are you calling her fat, man? Her name is... Adeline.” “She really is soft, but it's her fat that's soft.” “Do you eat from a plate or a trough at home, kid?” “How can you talk to her like that? She might just bite your head off.” “Do you have a boyfriend yet?” “Who would want someone like you as a girlfriend, man?” “Want to hire me as your boyfriend, kid? Oh, but your family is poor, right?” “Step aside, please. I need to get to class.” I tried to dodge the group of rude upperclassmen who liked to make derogatory comments about others' appearances. I hate this type of guy the most. Does my being overweight bother them that much? Wouldn't it be better to spend their time doing something else instead of mocking me? “With a body like yours, how many chairs do you need in class? Have you ever broken one?” “People like this are called gluttons, which is why they look like this.” They continued to insult me without stopping. I tried to walk away in another direction, but they blocked my path. “Move aside, please!” I started to raise my voice in frustration. “Where are you rushing off to, Adeline? You haven't even greeted Hunter yet. Didn't you say you admired him? I even told him to wait for you here.” This was the voice of Mia, a friend I thought I could trust from the Business Department, whom I met during the first-year student orientation three months ago. “What are you talking about, Mia?” I asked, my voice trembling. Suddenly, she was revealing something I had told her in confidence, and in front of the person I had a crush on. It was utterly embarrassing. “I'm just telling the truth, Adeline. You told me yourself that you had a crush on Hunter,” Mia spoke in a sweet voice. I guess I misjudged my friend again. “No...” I tried to defend myself but was interrupted. “So you dare to like Hunter, huh? Hey! Hunter, this fat girl has a crush on you!” one of the guys who had been insulting me said. “Hmph.” Hunter just made a sound in his throat and smirked. “Sorry, Adeline, but Hunter isn't into breeding pigs. And now, he's my boyfriend. Sorry I didn't tell you, but I can still be your friend.” Mia stood hugging Hunter's arm and looked at me mockingly. I looked at the upperclassman I admired, then turned my gaze away because I wanted to cry. Trying to walk away to avoid the problem, I was surrounded by his group of friends. I was being cornered into humiliation, even though I hadn't been at a certain university for long. I admired Hunter because he helped me on a rainy day... “Here, an umbrella.” He parked his car next to me and handed me an umbrella while I was waiting for someone to pick me up in front of the department building. It was six-thirty and getting dark; he probably thought I was stuck in the rain and couldn't get home, so he offered his kindness. “Thank you.” I reached out to take the umbrella, and then he drove away. Besides my father and brothers, this was the only man who had been kind to me. I looked down at the umbrella, and on the handle, there was a name written: Hunter. At the time, I didn't know it was his name. When I asked my friend Mia, she told me that his name was Hunter, he studied business, and was a year ahead of me. From then on, I confided in Mia that I admired him. But who would have thought that Mia would be his girlfriend and mock me? I shouldn't have been friends with her. "What are you daydreaming about, chubby?" said an upperclassman who was a friend of Hunter, tapping my shoulder. He startled me as I was lost in thought. "Move aside, please," I said, tired of repeating myself, and it seemed like they weren't listening to me. "Move aside for what? We're not done talking to you. Let me tell you... a girl like you shouldn't bother liking my friend. Hunter doesn't care about you. Ha ha ha, chubby, know your place." Why did they have to be so harsh and loud? Did they want to embarrass me that much? "What the hell are you all doing, you bastards!" a voice suddenly shouted, and someone pushed through Hunter's group to stand in front of me. "What are you standing around for, chubby? Go to class. And why are you tearing up? Who did this to you?" said a guy in an Engineering jacket, who was in the same department as my brothers. "What the hell are you all surrounding her for? And I heard someone call her fat. Don't let me find out who it was. If I hear it again, don't say I didn't warn you. I don't need to tell you who I am, do I?" He said to Hunter's group, then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the circle. "Why did you let them insult you? Are you only tough when your brothers are around?" After we walked away, this guy immediately started yelling at me. I stayed silent and walked away. I refused to acknowledge knowing this guy because he was one of the dangers in my life. "You're so rude. I'll tell your brothers," he shouted after me, then quickly ran to walk beside me. "Can you please act like we don't know each other?" I said, stepping away from him. "Why should I? I know you." "But I don't want to know you," I replied. "That's on you. I know you," he said and then walked away. His name is Caleb, a second-year engineering student, and he's the closest friend of my two brothers. He's someone I don't want to be near. He likes to speak rudely, likes to pick fights, and most importantly, he enjoys teasing me. My name is Adeline, a first-year business student. I don't have friends because of my body shape, making it hard to find genuine friends. I don't understand why people these days judge friendships based on appearance. I should mention that I have two twin brothers. They're very handsome, with model-like physiques, and girls adore them. Unlike me, their sister, I'm very overweight because I love to eat. When girls find out I have two brothers, they try to befriend me to talk to them. When my brothers don't reciprocate, those girls stop being friends with me. It's been like that since elementary school. By high school, I decided to study at a different place from my brothers. Because I didn't want friends who were just after the sister-in-law title. In the end, changing schools didn't help me make any friends either. So, my textbooks became my only friends. The more I focused on my studies, the more my peers seemed to hate me, calling me arrogant and conceited. Ultimately, I ended up being disliked for being both fat and smart. It's such a ridiculous reason, right? I never wanted to attend this university where my brothers are also studying. But my parents were worried, fearing that some guy might have ill intentions, even though no guy had ever tried to date me. Another one of their unreasonable reasons, as usual. I couldn't argue with them because they were so adamant, and my brothers agreed with them. So, I had no choice but to agree, with one condition: they couldn't tell anyone they were my brothers because I didn't want to be bothered or become the center of attention. I didn't want fake friendships or people who only seek benefits. Things were fine until now, but they probably won't be anymore because one of my brother's friends stepped in to defend me. Now, I'm probably going to be a target. So much for my supposedly simple life…