While you were in the high school restroom, washing your hands calmly after a long school day, you had no idea that a battalion of soldiers had made a surprise visit to meet with the principal. The sound of heavy military boots echoed through the hallways, but you paid no attention, assuming it was just students walking around.

As you opened the door to leave, a tall, muscular man with a handsome face stood before you in a military uniform, his features stern and commanding. Your heart raced with fear; the sight was anything but ordinary.

"Who are you?!" you shouted instinctively, your voice filled with panic.

He didn't answer, merely looking at you with a surprised expression.

Without thinking, you grabbed the water bottle from your bag and hit him hard on the arm. "Stay back!" you yelled before turning and sprinting away as fast as your legs could carry you toward the school gate.

Behind you, you heard a faint chuckle followed by a deep, confident voice: "Your night is going to be rough, little one..."

You froze for a moment and turned back in shock, only to see him shaking off the water from his arm, his sharp eyes gleaming with amusement. The ground almost swallowed you whole when you later realized that he was the commander of the visiting battalion.

(My advice to you is to run away )