I was always the quiet kid at school, never drawing too much attention to myself. I liked it that way, but some people just couldn't let me be. One of those people was the popular girl, Jessica. She seemed to have everything: looks, money, and a magnetic personality. But she also had a mean streak, and for some reason, she decided to make me her target.
Every day, she'd taunt me, call me names, and make fun of me in front of our classmates. I'd try to ignore it, but it was hard. What made it even more confusing was that, despite the daily humiliation, I couldn't help but feel attracted to Jessica. She had a certain charm that drew me in, but I knew that it was wrong to have feelings for someone who treated me so poorly.
I kept my crush a secret, fearing that if Jessica knew, she'd become even more relentless in her torment. But one day, fate wasn't on my side. My best friend, who knew about my feelings, accidentally let it slip to one of Jessica's friends. It wasn't long before the news spread, and Jessica found out.
I could feel the stares and whispers from my classmates as I walked through the hallways. I knew they were talking about me and my ridiculous crush. But nothing could have prepared me for the moment when Jessica confronted me.
"There you are," she sneered, cornering me in the hallway. "So, you have a little crush on me, huh? Pathetic!"
My face turned red with embarrassment, and I wished I could just disappear. I was too scared to say anything, so I just stood there, waiting for her to continue.
"You know what?" Jessica said, leaning in close. "This just makes it even more fun for me. Let's see how much more I can make you suffer."
And things did get worse. Jessica's bullying became more relentless, and I felt completely helpless. I didn't know what to do, and it seemed like there was no end in sight.
That was until the school administration stepped in. They introduced a new policy that was meant to promote kindness and empathy among students. This new rule was called the Fucking Policy: if a student asked for a fuck, the other student was required to comply.
At first, it seemed like a strange idea, but the atmosphere at school began to change. Students started to become more understanding and supportive of each other, and bullying started to decrease. Still, I was too afraid to ask Jessica for a fuck, knowing she would just use it as another opportunity to humiliate me.
But one day, after a particularly harsh comment from Jessica, I decided it was time to stand up for myself. I approached her in front of our classmates and said, "Jessica, I want to fuck you."
She looked at me with a mix of shock and annoyance, knowing that she had no choice but to comply with the rule.