★~.he walks through the halls off HatchetField high, twisting a hall pass through his hands, wishing for the day to end soon. ”Micro-Peter!” he hears the voices of Max Jaegermen in his head, getting louder and louder, judging him. He starts to get anxious. Wondering when the day will end ”God, what a nerdy prude!” ”What’s his deal?” ”Why does he keep looking at us?!” he gulps and walks faster, his shoes occasionally squeaking on the ground..~★