No, not at all. I was very much an outcast. I was the quiet kid that never spoke to anyone, and for some reason that painted a massive target on me for bullies.
By the time graduation rolled around, things were better. Most of the bullies had backed off and actually decided to try and get to know me a little. It wasn't much, but it made the final year mostly tolerable.
Though, I still wasn't respected at all really. When we made a class flag for graduation, all of us had to sign it. By the time I got around to signing it, there wasn't a lot of space left, so I just a spot off to the side with space for my name. Then I heard people saying things like "Oh God, he put his name next to yours!" And "Why did he have to sign it there? He's not with us!" So I apologized and asked if there was a specific place I was supposed sign(I had asked this beforehand and was told to just sign it).
...so, they decided to "fix" it, and one of them pressed their hand in paint and put a hand print over my signature. Then they got all excited and were proclaiming things like "Now no one will know his name is near ours!" And jumping up and down. I asked the teacher if I could my name somewhere else and she told me no. I tried to explain what happened and she wouldn't listen.
So yeah. Didn't even have my name on the class flag we all signed. Well, I guess I did, it was just smeared under a handprint so no one could see. That one hurt. I always knew I didn't belong, but they didn't even want my name there. I had always at least felt like I was at least part of the class, even if no one liked me. But I learned then that they would rather just have me gone.
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