The alarm went off, and a hand flew out smashing the clock. The hand belonged to a black-haired male. He got up and held his head, “It has been...a week? Two? No..my head hurts.” He looks up to see his roommate leaning on the wall.

“Oh, hi Tyler.” His roommate had pale skin and ginger hair, wearing glasses and having flame-colored wolf ears and tail.

“Hi, Damien.” Tyler then walked away and into another room. From what Damien learned, everyone here was a misfit or turned into one by a test. He also hasn’t made any friends, and he does have a small crush on someone already.

Damien got up and into the bathroom, noticing that the hair dye in his hair faded. I’ll do it later. He thought, brushing his hair and stuff. He grabbed his pocket knife and hid it in his pocket. Also grabbing his phone and walking out. Before he was able to walk out the door, he was dragged back, and his hair was messed with, “Tyler! No!!”

Okay so, maybe he did make one friend. Tyler was caring and very demanding, though none of his tricks worked on Damien.

“What, I just wanna mess with your hair since you just did it.” Tyler purred and doesn’t let go. Damien sighs and gives up, letting Tyler mess with his hair and ears. After getting free, Damien walks outside and fixes his hair.

He walks over to a tree and sits down, thinking to himself. His ears perked as he heard laughter. He looks over to see a group of people, Tyler was with them. He sighed and got up, deciding to walk through the halls. While walking past a classroom a pair of hands grabbed him and dragged him inside.

“Quit struggling.” A male voice hissed. Damien whimpered and was pinned to the wall. The classroom was dark and his eyes had finally adjusted to the dimness. Whoever was here locked the door and was tying a rope around his wrists.

“I can’t believe Kitten is here, I don’t even want to be here either. Misfits are stupid.” Damien froze as he heard the voices, I-I thought I was getting away from them..how why…

“L-Let me g-” He was cut off to a hand being placed over his mouth.

“No talking, got it?” The first voice hissed once more. He gave up, letting them do as they wish. “Good Kitty.” The guy pet his head and Damien flinched, he was also shaking.

“Alright, Kitten you can talk, but just know you won’t be able to get away.” The second guy walked over, lifting the others head, “I guess you are pretty cute, for a fake.”

“W-What do you want from me…” Damien muttered, his ears moving back.

“Nothing much, just wanting to prove a point.” He answered, the guy talking was a kid from his high school. It was a brown-haired male with brown eyes, pretty plain looking. Now he had bird wings on his back from coming to this college.

The other was a blonde, blue eyes, another who is plain looking. He had white wolf ears and tail. “Can we just get to this, I’m dying for some fun over here.”

“Don’t worry Chris, you’ll have some fun in a second.” The bird guy purred, he pulled Damien to him and back against the wall. Damien whimpered, his neck was being held a bit too tightly and he didn’t like the fact that this guy had one of his legs in between his. “I want some fun first though.”

“P-Please..stop.” Damien whimpered. The guy just tilted his head with a smirk. Trailing his hand down his face.

“Nope, this is my payback.” He purred.

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Damien had passed out and the two had left. As he woke up pain went through his body. He was wearing his clothes at least. He tried to stand, leaning on the wall and whimpering. He saw his phone and grabbed it, 20 messages from Tyler and a missed call. Also seems that his screen got cracked. Damien called Tyler, hearing him pick up.

“Damien! Are you okay? Where are you?” Kyle’s voice came from the other end.

“I-I’m fine...I’m kinda locked in a classroom.” He answered.

“Don’t worry. Someone found those idiots and took them in. There should be someone coming.” Tyler now answered.

“Alright…” As he said that there was a knock on the door. Damien hung up and looked over. “I’m in here…”

The door opened and a teacher walked in, a worried expression on her face, “Are you alright?”

“Kinda..” He mumbled, still leaning on the wall. She helped him out to the nurse’s office, he was also limping somewhat.

After the checkup he was sent back to his dorm, Tyler messaged him saying he would be back later. Damien limped into the bathroom and took out his pocket knife. I’m just… a stupid pet to people...basically nothing...

He rolled up his sleeves, scars, and scabbed over cuts rested there. He took the knife and started to cut his arms, four cuts on each, not too close to his wrist due to the vein. He relaxed into the pain and watched the blood drip down the sink, the outside world disappears. This is my life..nothing is ever going to get better.