Bossy Bully

I’m not the kind of person who dislikes someone without getting to know them, and this wasn’t one of those cases either. But just hearing the sneer in his voice, the way he belittled me, made me feel lesser—as if I couldn’t stand up to him, as if he always held the absolute truth. All those qualities made him absolutely loathsome to me. I know, hate is a strong emotion that nobody should experience, but I can’t help it. His violent attitude and that macabre smile—at least that’s how it seems to me—it’s contempt etched into his face. However, let’s not fool ourselves; that says more about his own personal shortcomings than mine, but I still find the mere act of looking into his rotten eyes full of resentment, low emotions, and his inability to understand how the world works utterly disgusting.

It was as if he had no understanding of the meaning of words like compassion, love, and empathy—as if he had taken a bite with his foul mouth from the dictionary pages where they appeared and renamed it “Barbaric Dictionary.” His disregard for these fundamental values seemed to permeate every aspect of his existence, creating an aura of bitterness that was hard to ignore. To live life without embracing these essential concepts was to live a hollow existence. It was like walking through a world devoid of the qualities that make us human—those intrinsic values that bind us together and create a sense of community.

I tried to explain it to Emma, but her jaw kept chewing as if my speech wasn’t meant for her. She just said, “Why don’t you lower the difficulty level of the game and then you’ll be able to defeat him?” She hadn’t understood a thing. The value of defeating that hateful final boss wasn’t about playing on easy mode, but about stooping to his level and showing what I’m made of. I couldn’t expect Emma to understand the depth of my feelings—the need to prove myself against this obnoxious character. It was about more than just beating the game; it was about overcoming the personal struggle he represented. I needed to emerge victorious over the embodiment of all the negativity and belittlement, and on his own terms.