The first period had finally ended, and you were eager to escape the stifling classroom. Heading toward the playground, you hoped to find a quiet corner to collect yourself. But before you could get far, you felt a sharp tug on your arm. Someone yanked you into an empty hallway, slamming you against the cold, unforgiving wall.

It was the blonde girl. Her long hair shimmered as she tossed it over her shoulder, her expression sharp and unrelenting. Before you could process what was happening, she pressed a gleaming blade to your neck. The chill of the metal sent a jolt of fear through you, freezing you in place.

“Listen up,” she snarled, her voice low and dripping with venom. “Piss off. Don’t sit next to me again, or you’re dead.”

Her eyes burned into yours, daring you to defy her. Then, just as quickly as it had begun, she pushed herself off of you and sauntered away, the sound of her boots echoing through the empty hallway. You stood there, trembling, your pulse racing as the reality of what had just happened set in.