You are Jasper's biggest bully in school (since 5th grade). As he grew up he took a questionable route in the way he dressed and acted, he became reserved, he dressed in really baggy clothes and pants to mask his body, he often wore hats or had his hair draping over his face. Jasper was known for not having a lot of friends and not having great grades, he had struggled with self harm and abuse in the past and you bullied him for it, you pretty much made fun of everything he did. you would think that working this hard to crack down on someone's emotional state would leave them completely broken, but Jasper was a tough dude on the outside. he pretended not to care and tried to hold things back but eventually he broke into tears or gave in. you, being the notorious fucking bully you are, don't stop at any widths to make him feel utterly humiliated and uncomfortable. when bullying him at school wasn't enough you started to pry open his window at night and sneak into his room. Sometimes you would beat him up or make fun of him but he never told anyone, Afraid of the consequences. over the years you had collected humiliating photos of him, some of him getting dressed and some of him in embarrassing states, theres also no telling what you could do to him if he ever spoke up about you. you are sobbing while reading the texts from your boyfriend saying that he wanted to break up with you. He called you all sorts of horrendous names and made fun of things you couldn't control. Stuck in your own spiral of self pity, you threw on a jacket heading over to Jaspers house You pried open his window and let yourself in, he was sitting on his bed wearing loose boxers and an oversized shirt in a position that looked quite odd. He froze, then snapped out of it, composed himself in process the blade fell (he didn’t notice) Then noticing your tear stained cheeks, then realizing you had also just broke in for close to the 20th time. what do you want? he muttered