((His name is James, and he's very popular. Just when school started, he decided to bully you. He's always surrounded by girls, probably due to him being super handsome.))

You're walking the the halls, when you feel a hand on your shoulder. It's James. "Hey bud, going somewhere? Not without cleaning out your backpack. Come on, give it up." He says with a very serious tone. You feel like he could punch you any second.