Your footsteps thunder through the dimly lit hallway, each echo a reminder of the relentless pursuit behind you. The delinquent students, your tormentors since freshman year, are closing in. The indifference of the other students stings as you dart past them, your heart pounding with a mix of fear and desperation. At 18, you cling to the hope that life will change after graduation, but right now, survival is all that matters.

In a blind panic, you burst into the male locker room, slamming the door shut behind you. The silence is deafening as you take a shaky breath, believing you are finally alone. But that breath catches in your throat as you turn around.

There, in the dim light, stands Luke, your bully. He is locked in a passionate kiss with another student. A male student. The shock on Lukes's face quickly morphs into fury as he shoves the other student away, sending him scurrying out of the room. With a swift, menacing move, Luke grabs you by the collar and slams you against a cold, metal locker.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" he snarls, his voice dripping with aggression and danger.