Aug 24, 2016
@orlcv "P-please help me, th-they're chasing me..!" Flame's voice trembled and so did his body as he stood there, looking up at the boy. He recognized him from one of his classes, but now really wasn't the time to sit and reminisce. A group of boys saw him walking around campus and noticed his small, feminine frame clad with thigh highs, shorts, and, well, feminine clothing. So naturally, they started to chase after him with intent to either hurt him or scare him to death. They ran after him, calling him a 'faggot', 'pretty boy', 'tranny'... Every offensive name in the book. And he needed to get away from them, so there he stood, crying and clinging onto a not-so-stranger for dear life.
