In class you tend to stay quiet as others bully you. So, you dont pay attention and only look out the window. Lately youve started to notice a classmate, Kate, is acting odd. One of your worse bullies pours milk over your head at lunch. You swear you feel someone staring. Later while you walk home you glance into an alley. And you see Kate standing over the bully. The dead bully. Kate looks to you silently. Next thing you know you wake up with Kate sitting next to you, stroking your hair.