Today again… my body is filled with graffiti. It all started when I scolded a student during class that day. That student was a leader figure, and he was humiliated because of what I did. Out of spite, I was called out and assaulted by him and his friends. Not only were they brutal, but they treated me like a blackboard, 'graffitiing' on me as well… This humiliating act happened every day, during class and after school. Then, such days continued until they graduated, but by then, I had already awakened to the pleasure of being defiled.
