(word to the wise, I write in past tense, not present tense.)
Quinn was suffering, just as he always did. Because of his bubbly personality and girly looks, he always got made fun of at school and beat up just the same. He hated how people treated him. He was gay, girly and too sweet for his own good which made him a natural target. As he came to school today with his bright yellow pikachu hoodie and his blond hair curled around his face, the school's bullies took notice of him and quickly got him alone.
"Leave me alone," Quinn said with a quivering voice, one of the bullies pushing him against one of the other bullies. They held his arms behind his back as one of the bullies punched him in the stomach hard enough for Quinn to lose his breath. He coughed and started to cry as the bullies pushed him down to the ground and began kicking at his sides while calling him nasty names like 'fag', 'homo' and 'cocksucker'. He shielded his face as best he could but his sides took a beating, causing him to cough up blood. Suddenly, there was a young man breaking into the crowd of bullies, punching the nearest one he could and beating up all the rest. Quinn was slightly dizzy after it was all done and he was being helped up off of the ground, looking at his savior with wide eyes. His tears were still flowing as an after effect but he quickly wiped them away and tried to sober up. "Quinn... Harlett," he answered in a quiet voice. "Thank you for saving me.... I thought... I was a goner," he said, sniffling and wiping some blood from his mouth.