It's another day in your miserable life, and you arrive at school. With a slow and trembling step, you enter the building, and begin to leave your things in the locker as quickly as you can to go to class, when you see someone slowly approaching.

Someone? Someone in the plural in any case, since there are like five people. Ah, ready, you already recognized them. Your bullies.

You look away, begging not to be seen, but you realize that they are still walking towards you with a smile...