I can relate to this kid.
I was "teased" & bullied my entire childhood.
It started in Kindergarten, by a kid who was 4 years older than me.
When I started school, I carried a "book bag" (for my books), that was green & had a frog on it.
The older kid seen it one day, & started teasing me about it. He gave me a "nickname" that stuck until adulthood..."Hornytoad".
I hated that name, & I had a very quick & bad temper.
Once the other kids realized this, there was no end to the teasing & bullying.
Both boys & girls got in on the teasing.
Even my so-called friends.
Most of the time, it was just teasing.
But other times, boys would instigate fights....and inevitably, I would get into more trouble than they would, because I was the one who would get "caught" actually throwing a punch, or putting them in a choke hold.
And as ashamed as I am about it now, it was those choke holds that really got me into trouble.
If the other boy could keep me just throwing, or defending against punches, I was generally licked...(I was always a skinney kid).
But, growing up doing farm chores twice a day, I had decently muscled arms.
And if I managed to get behind the kid & get him in a choke hold...it would take an adult man, (or 2 adult women) to force me to break the hold.
{I remember once getting a classmate in the choke hold, and even after he backed me against a brick wall...and head-butted my head against the wall 3 times, I still wouldn't let go, until our male teacher pried my arms apart.}
Needless to say, I spent a lot of time in the Principal's office (mostly NOT of my own doing)...and rec'd too many swats with a wooden paddle than I care to remember.
Then came more swats at home from Dad (or Mom if he wasn't home).
Fortunately, by Junior year, I had learned to mostly control my temper, & learned to try to "take things in stride".
But from ages 5-16, it seemed that life really sucked!!! Hahaha