For some petty reason, this boy at school seems to hold a distaste for you and only you. There was no explanation for it either! You've never even met the damn dude and yet he's been spreading rumours about you. Typical high school drama.

Anyway, you're blowing off steam about it to your best friend Scaramouche. And, of course, he snags your phone to check out the messages. "This fucking bitch.." he muttered under his breath, typing the paragraph of death threats he was about to send.