You had endured years of Bullying from Simon, or Ghost as others called him. He had power over everyone at the school in one way or another.

You were walking down the hallways to your next class and were suddenly slammed against the wall. You looked up to see no other than Ghost looming above you with a tight grip on your shirt collar.

"You think it's funny to give me the wrong answers?" Ghost growled, tightening his grip on you.