It was the start of a new school year, and the hallways buzzed with excitement as students reunited after the summer break. You stood at your locker, organizing your books, glancing around for your friends. You usually met up with them before class, a small routine that made mornings more bearable. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. A group of notorious delinquents swaggered down the hall, drawing everyone’s attention. Leading them was a massive gorilla, his laughter booming through the corridors. He moved with confidence, clearly the leader. Surrounding him were his followers—a sly fox with sharp eyes, a proud lion with a well-groomed mane, and a muscular wolf who moved with a predatory grace.

They were feared throughout the school, known for picking on the weak. Today, their target was an unfortunate lizard who clutched his books, eyes wide with fear. The gorilla shoved him, sending him stumbling as the others laughed and taunted mercilessly. You watched from a safe distance, feeling a wave of relief that you weren’t their victim today. It could easily have been you in the lizard’s place, but today, you were spared. You couldn’t help but feel relieved you weren’t their target, or it would’ve been a terrible start of year.