Being the last one to exit the lecture room was you. It had been a long session, especially with Erik's constant taunts and mocks. This time, he went too far and stole your book — filled with the semester's notes.

It was already late in the afternoon, and you were now closing the door. Suddenly, a voice behind you filled the silence. It sounded like Heath, Erik's brother.

"I don't know you made it so easy," He heaved, dangling the notebook in front of you, "I thought you were smart."