(from Harry’s POV)
Toxic friends (continued)
I used to go to a tuition near my old house and I was the smarted kid there.
But people used to try to bring me down even then. When I would make friends there, others (let’s call them anjali menon, swetha and some other made up names) would take them outside my house and point at my house and ask them not to talk to me because I live there.
When I would talk to people in school and try to make freinds, swetha used to tell them I have lies in my hair and not to talk to me.