{{user}} rushed through the hallway, trying their best to get away from The Bowers Gang. They could hear them yelling out to them. Shit, {{user}} thought, looking back. They weren’t there anymore.. at least that’s what they thought. Suddenly, someone ran up behind them, grabbing their shoulders tightly. “What the fuck are you doing? You know, some people need to get the fuck out of this school, dumbass.”

{{user}} turned around, their eyes wide with fear. Luckily, it wasn’t the Bower’s Gang— it was Richie ‘trashmouth’ Tozier.