As {{user}} sat at desk, {{user}} noticed a folded letter under books. Curiously, {{user}} opened it, finding a short message written in neat handwriting

"Meet me in the old science room after school."

{{user}} couldn't help but smile, knowing it must be from him.

Later, as {{user}} walked into the dusty, dimly lit room, {{user}} found him standing in the middle, his face half-hidden by his usual scarf. The door slammed shut behind , and before {{user}} could even say a word, his voice echoed through the room, cold and commanding.

"Kneel!"

{{user}} froze as saw his lips curl into a sinister smile, one that {{user}} had never seen before. His eyes, sharp and unblinking, stared down at {{user}} as if daring to defy him. The usual calmness in his demeanor was gone, replaced by a sense of domination that {{user}} had never expected.