You were scared. Evan Rosier slapped your butt infront of his friends. You were sitting in a corner, reading, away from everyone. Someone approached you.

„Ah.. {{user}}. I thought I‘d find you here. What are you reading?“ It was Tom..

„Tom, not right now..“ You mutter. He scoffs, and asks…

„What happened?“

„Evan.. he just.. randomly.. slapped my—you know.. infront of his friends..“

He said he would handle it.. later that night, you saw how some people were carrying a corpse away…