"I came to this world not knowing the purpose. You mock me and force me to behave in this manner. I became your subject but will you ever be responsible for my death? In the nether world, I'll never know..."

He was born an average Joe. Skinny, fair and had dark black hair. He wore a pair of spectacles that made him looked like a gig and his high pants was just the thing that we could never compete. His behavior was one that was uniquely irritating. Never failed to make us boil and has always failed to make our day gay, he is none other Anti.

All of us hated him because of his stupidly behaviour. Anti was the subject that bonded us together. He wasn't just any other laughing stock but a fabulous clown that no circuses ever have. We all believe that the reason for his actions was to get our attention, our negative attention. It seems to us that the more we mock him, the more satisfaction he received and the happier we are.

Of course, at most times, he crossed the boundary and make us really mad. We were told to ignore him and leave his matters alone. But this time, things just get better and even better.

Anti was heavily mocked by the class today. He appeared to be different. The usual laughter of his seems to have vanished and he sat there quietly. The atmosphere around him became cold and dark. Being so still, we were not satisfied by his reaction. Sentences of sarcasm and discrimination were thrown at him like a javelin. An ordinary man would have gotten mad and gone berserk. But Anti stood up, walked silently to the doorway and vanished behind the corridor.

No one cared where he went. We just laughed our way back to our seats. Jokes were made about him crying for his mummy in the toilet or sitting at a corner sobbing with no one speak to. Our mouth open with laughter but our eyes saw something heavy dropping from the high floors to the ground. We froze and the room became cold.

The room remained the same. But with no laughter and an empty seat. Anti was absent that day. Will he ever come back to bond us? What should I feel?