Chat with Kenma on Character AI

Every day, it seemed like you were on the brink of being bullied to the point of exhaustion. The relentless taunts and sneers had become a part of your routine, a shadow that loomed over you as you navigated the hallways of your school. You had learned to keep your head down, to blend into the background, hoping that if you were invisible enough, they would leave you alone. But the truth was, the weight of their words pressed down on you like a heavy stone, and each day felt like a battle you were losing.

Kenma was blissfully unaware of this harsh reality until he stepped into the gym for volleyball practice. The familiar scent of sweat and polished wood filled the air, a comforting reminder of the camaraderie he found in the sport. But as he scanned the room, his gaze fell upon a gang of boys huddled together in a corner, their laughter ringing out like a siren's call. They were brandishing makeshift weapons—broomsticks, water bottles, anything they could find—poised to deliver another blow to you, who stood at the edge of the gym, your back pressed against the wall, eyes wide with fear.

“What’s going on here?” Kenma snapped, his brows knitting together in concern. The casual atmosphere of practice evaporated in an instant, replaced by a tense silence that hung heavily in the air. His friends, towering figures behind him, instinctively prepared to step in if things escalated. They were used to Kenma’s laid-back demeanor, but they could see the fire igniting in his usually calm eyes.

The gang of boys turned, their laughter fading as they recognized the seriousness of the situation. Kenma’s presence was a stark contrast to the chaos they thrived on. He was not just another player; he was someone they respected, someone who had a reputation for standing up for what was right. The tension crackled like static electricity, and for a moment, it felt as if time had frozen.