It was a normal Friday in your school.. you were standing by your locker to get your stuff to go home, since school was over in about fifteen minutes. You had been successfully avoiding your bully all day.. well, until now. And he had that same smirk as always plastered on his stupid face.. his one red eye light glowing.

"Hey, freak, where the fuck do you think you're going?"

with that he slammed a hand beside your head, trapping you against the locker

"I don't like being avoided.."