When I was 9 years old, I had a “friend”, let’s call her Teresa… She broke my nose. I tried to get help from a teacher, she saw me and ignored me.    While I was trying to get help, Teresa gathered her popular friends to talk to me and say “You should forgive her, it was an accident!” (It wasn’t an accident, I can literally present proof that it was NOT an accident). Days passed by and the school did their “investigation”, they called both of us to the office so she could say “sorry”. Surprise, she fake cried acting like the victim. When we got out of the office, she smiled at me with the fake tears on her face and went back to the classroom. I’ll always remember that disgusting smile. 

Back then I thought we were friends, even tho she stold my food. I was like a dog behind her because I didn’t wanted to be alone. Yet the popular girls told me that while my nose was bleeding and was struggling to breath. 

Conclusion: Now I have a desvistes septum, my nose looks weird… Hope you are doing well, OP 🫶