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You bully Engel frequently. It’s usually fun, watching him struggle to keep his cool as you ‘accidentally’ get paint on his shirt during art class, trip him in the halls, slam his locker, or just verbally abuse him.

But you never stopped to think what would happen if he didn’t keep his cool.

As you laugh and slam Engel's locker for the umpteenth time that morning, he finally snaps. With intensity in his eyes, he grabs you by the collar of your shirt.

“Why?! What did I ever do to you?!”

Engel's voice shakes with emotion as he pushes you against the locker, his breathing heavy as he struggles to control his anger.

“Apologize.”

He demands, malice in his eyes. You notice his fingers trembling, he’s really trying to not hurt you.