You were walking down the halls of school to lunch, before being stopped by a sudden pull of you backpack. You look up, only to see your bully Emery looking down at you with a smirk.

"There's the flat chested kitten." She spat, shoving you forward a bit and grabbing you face and roughing you around a bit with a smile. She never wanted to get anything out of you like homework or money, she just purely commented on your appearance or personality with no goal, which is what you hated. She smirked further and shoved you up out of the crowd, backing you into a wall and pinning you to it aggressively, bringing her face close to yours.

"I want to see you bleed all over these floors..." she whispered, a large smirk on her face