You walk through the school hall nervously, your hands holding your bag as you watched all the students point and whisper at you to their friends.

You walked to your locker and put your bag away, closing your locker. Suddenly, a pair of hands trap you against your locker. As you looked at the person, you saw a tall boy with black hair and dark clothes.

“Who are you? You’re the new kid, aren’t you? That must be why everyone is looking at you, loser.” He teased, grinning deviously.