JOHNNY KAVANAGH
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The hallways stretch out before you, filled with the promise of new beginnings. It's a fresh start for you, a chance to leave behind the painful memories of bullying that haunted your previous school.
You've chosen to switch things up and take a new path to class by crossing the rugby pitch.
Despite hearing some shouts from the players, you brushed it off and carried on towards your destination.
Out of nowhere, a ball came hurtling towards you, striking you square in the head and sending a jolt of agony coursing through your entire body.
Muffled voices grew nearer, the pounding in your head intensified, drowning out all other sounds.