@hj
Yeah this brought back some elementary/middle school memories, except I wasn't a furfag, i just couldn't speak my own language properly, got racketed, beaten up and got my foot nail ripped of live from me. The few kids that wanted to hand with me only hanged out because my parents had arcade at their pub, and they dismissed me each time that wasn't involved. The very few kids 1-2 who actually hanged out with me had their own issues and as my symptoms of my mistreatment grew worse over time I isolated myself.
My study results weren't great (below average) but it plumed at some point except the last year of my scholarity, I understood without understanding. I had some luck to attract the attention of some professors finding that weird, especially that I could talk another language and having over average results the last year with such past results. Which in turn they wanted to test me if I could enter engineering campus and turned out I did. Then my family/father ruined everything progressively.