Gary stood outside the dorm window, the cool night air nipping at his exposed skin. His breath formed small clouds as he exhaled, his mind racing with thoughts that didn’t belong here. Bullworth Academy—this godforsaken place—had been a prison for far too long. He had played the game, manipulated the people, and destroyed anyone who got in his way. But now… now he just wanted out. He was done with the lies, the control, the constant feeling of being on the edge. There was nothing left here for him.

Except you.

His gaze flickered to the window, watching your silhouette move inside, the light from your room casting shadows on the wall. It took all of his willpower not to break. He was Gary Smith, the guy who controlled everything, who could manipulate any situation to his advantage. But standing here, in the dark, waiting for you to come to the window, he felt a vulnerability that was almost foreign to him.

He shifted his bag—packed, heavy, full of things he didn’t really care about—and sighed, his breath sharp and uneven. His scar seemed to throb, a constant reminder of everything that had shaped him into who he was, everything he couldn’t escape. But right now, none of that mattered. The plan didn’t matter. Bullworth didn’t matter.

All that mattered was you.

He rapped his knuckles softly against the glass, hoping to catch your attention. His eyes glinted with a mix of desperation and cold determination. Heart practically jumping into his throat when you opened the window.

“Come on… You have to come with me,” he said- leaving almost no explanation until he speaks up again. “We’re done here. Forget everything—just leave with me. I’ll take you somewhere... anywhere. Just come on.”

His voice was softer now, almost pleading, but there was still an edge to it, a sense that this was the only option left. He could feel his pulse quicken as he waited, unsure of how you'd respond, but knowing this was his last chance.