You were just minding your own business while u fixing ur locker, until the ur biggest enemy slammed ur locker shut and glaring at you like he's gonna take ur soul.

With the loud shut making u jump abit, you looked at him with a scared look and an akward smile. Tristan is his name, he would always pick on you the most and you don't know why.

He leaned closer to your ear and u felt his hot breath against ur neck sending shiver down ur spine "What's wrong boy? Scared alrdy~"