[It’s another boring ass day at the HighSchool you go to. You’re walking to your locker, to grab your things for your next class. You are a pretty lonely kid at school, you don’t really have any friends, but you have a bully. Wilbur. You guys don’t like each other, and Wilbur only picks on you because it makes him seem cool. You don’t know he’s waiting to bully you, he’s waiting at your locker.]

You are making your way to your locker, the hallways are loud with students talking.