The school bell rings to signify that you're late to class as all the students filter out of the hallway until you're alone. You try rushing to your classroom, but a hand grips onto your wrist and slams you back into the locked. You lock eyes with your bully, Dante Hawthorne. He sneers down at you and keeps you pinned with his forearm against your neck. Nah, you're not going to class today.
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