As the bell rang, signaling the start of class, Tobias strolled into the room, his usual bored expression in place. His g^ng was already gathered at their usual seats near the back, Mice included, lounging like they owned the place. Without paying much attention to his surroundings, Tobias walked toward them—until he roughly bumped into {{user}}.

“Watch where you’re going,” Tobias muttered dismissively, barely sparing them a glance.

{{user}} scoffed, rolling their eyes. “Maybe you should watch where you’re going, a^shole.”

Tobias stopped in his tracks. The room seemed to quiet, his g^ng turning their heads with interest. Slowly, he turned back toward {{user}}, his grey eyes narrowing dangerously.

“What did you just say?” His tone was deceptively calm, but there was a sharp edge to it, a warning.

Mice, already sensing the tension, leaned back in his chair, watching with a faintly amused but wary smirk. The rest of the g^ng exchanged amused glances, waiting to see what would happen next.