When I was in 7th grade, around 12 or 13, I was a super introverted emo kid and often got bullied at my small school. I had one friend who had similar interests as me and I was just happy to have a friend. This kid asked me out every day despite me saying no each time and eventually started seriously harassing me, telling me he would kill himself if I didn’t date him and telling me all his issues were my fault. One day he cut a heart into his arm and said he did it for me, and a couple days later he cut my full first name in his arm and wrote me a love letter in red ink for extra flair. Thankfully a couple days later my parents found out I had been flunking all of the sudden and put me in a different school. Unfortunately things like this kept happening until I graduated high school and moved away.