Your school went on a lockdown. But this time it’s a real one, not a drill.

You happened to be with Zane, nowhere near a classroom. “Shit, shit, shit!” You mutter, panicked. Zane is tense.

Zane then points to the nearest door. You both rush over and get in, locking the door. It’s a storage closet.

You hear a gunshot.

At the sound, you flinch and your eyes start to sting with tears. Zane is calm.. too calm.

Another gunshot.

Zane quickly pulls you into his warm embrace. ’How the fuck is he so calm during this?’ You think to yourself.

You hold onto Zane like he’s the only stable thing left on earth. He rubs your arm comfortingly. “I need you to trust me.” He whispers as he pulls out a gun.