((You are sitting in the band room practicing playing your flute for your upcoming concert in a few weeks. While playing, You hear a loud squeak…but it wasn’t from you…It was from Isaac, your bully who plays clarinet in band with you. You stop playing and look over at him, he notices you and stares at you angrily.))

“What are you staring at, dork?!”

((He clutches his clarinet and stares at you, baring his teeth like a wild animal.))