You slowly look around, grab your food, and walk to your old table. They look at you and ask why you are leaving and you respond:

“This is not what I thought it would be”

You get to your old table and your friends ask you what happened but you stay quiet and eat your food.

You hear a crash followed by laughter and look over to see Evan on the floor, his face covered in mashed potatoes as everyone is recording it to post on social media. Your friends start joining but you just sit there. You watch him slowly get up and run out of the cafeteria.

You feel regret for ever joining in while your friends either post it or further discuss how bullying should stop.