"You're disgusting you fat pig!"
"Go back to China where you came from!"
Snickers and degrading remarks were thrown at the poor, overweight Asian boy, who was from Japan by the way. Someone shoved him really hard and he fell on his back.
"There isn't enough space in this school for fatties like you! Go back to your filthy sty you pig!
The boy's eyes filled with tears as he was kicked around and could only wish for a knight in shining armor to save him.
X-X-X-X
Yuuri Katsuki abruptly got up from his bed, heavily panting.
He groaned. "Not again…"
Whilst weaving his hands through his silky black hair, he realized that his forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. He wiped the perspiration off and got up from his comfy queen sized bed. It was bought years ago to accommodate Yuuri's overweight body at the time.
Now, he was no longer a plump little boy. Instead, he became extremely fit, lean, and even somewhat muscular. After he had been beaten to an almost unconscious state from a severe case of bullying, a close family friend named Minako-sensei helped Yuuri to overcome his insecurities. She sternly coached the young boy with vigorous workouts and strict diets, but it was all worth it. Minako-sensei was even the one who had taught Yuuri how to dance, and it was a passion he still pursued.
Despite his gorgeous outer appearance, Yuuri still had uncertainties on the inside of his head. He had extremely low self-esteem issues due to the traumatic events that happened in middle school. The teen would not, and could not trust others. He was afraid of getting hurt again. However, the saddest thing about all of this was that Yuuri closed off everyone around him. He would put up a pretense, a façade that nobody could penetrate. Not even his own parents.
X-X-X-X
Yuuri was going to be in his second year of high school. He previously lived in New York and now resided in Los Angeles, California. The weather was a little too hot here for his liking, but he did like the warmth of the sun on his skin. Anyways, he was transferring to a new school and he was nervous. Secretly, he was glad that his parents got that job transfer because it meant he could start fresh in a new state. And possibly forget what happened in the past.
The Asian boy was relieved that American schools were more lenient on the dress code. He lived in Japan when he was younger, and even as a grade schooler, he was required to wear a uniform.
After a brisk shower, Yuuri threw on some black jeans and a dark grey shirt. When he slipped the shirt on, he felt it was a little too tight for his liking.
'Now that I'm wearing this shirt, I don't even remember buying it… I would never buy tight clothing like this…'
He looked in his wardrobe and there was a note from Minako-sensei. It read, "Heya Yuuri! I know your exact thoughts right now. And yes, you can pull of tight clothing on verrrry well. So I revamped your entire closet for your first day of highschool!"
"MINAKO-SENSEI!" he yelled.
He ripped the shirt off and looked for something more comfortable to wear. And he found another note reading, "P.S. You won't find anything that I personally haven't hand-picked. Your mom said I could throw away your old clothing ;p -Minako sensei"
What a great way to start the day.
The raven haired boy gave a big sigh and proceeded to put the extremely tight shirt on again. He went back inside the bathroom to put his contact lenses in. Unfortunately, it's still something he's not very good at, and it took him a good ten minutes to finally push (more like stab) them into his eyes.
He headed downstairs with his backpack slung over his shoulders.
"Ah, good morning Yuuri," his mother greeted.
"Morning mom," he briefly replied.
Yuuri smelled the delicious aroma of the traditional Japanese breakfast his mother was making.
"No breakfast?"
Yuuri really wanted to eat his mother's cooking, but he still remembered the harsh diet that Minako put him on years ago. Although he could probably eat breakfast without gaining any weight at all, the wrath that he would have to suffer from his former dance teacher still scared him.
He gave a slight laugh. "Mom, you know I haven't had breakfast in two years. Yet you ask every day. Thanks, but you know how easily I gain weight…"
"I know honey, but I still worry about how little you eat. Make sure you eat lunch, okay dear?" she said while handing him a boxed lunch.
"Okay, bye mom, bye dad."
"See you later son. I hope you make new friends!" his father smiled, waving.
Yuuri could only smile back. Once he was outside and the front door was closed, his smile dropped.
He whispered, "If only I could…"