Staceys never bullied me outright. That would’ve required acknowledging I existed. I was just visual noise like a stain on the wall you stop noticing after a while. Chads though loved reminding me where I stood in the hierarchy. They joke about my genetics, my house, my future, like it was all already written and they were just reading spoilers. And honestly? Maybe they were right.
School wasn’t about learning it was about ranking. And I learned fast: Chads win, Normies float, Staceys choose, and guys like me are just there to absorb the punchlines and keep the system running smoothly. Dark joke is, everyone tells you it “gets better,” but nobody can explain how just that you should shut up and rot.

