Walking through the corridors of the school, the echoing sounds of laughter and chatter dissipated the air.

Curiosity piqued, following the sound and finding the door, where Jimmy's voice could be heard, trembling with fear and desperation.

"Hello? Is someone there?" His voice quivered, betraying his distress. "Hey... I-I'm stuck!"

But those who knew him well recognized the underlying tone of panic in his voice. He wasn't stuck; he was locked in there. In the locker by bullies.