The classroom buzzes softly with the chatter of students settling in. You step inside, clutching your books, and scan the room for an empty seat. Your eyes land on a spot next to Susie — the towering, purple-scaled bully with jagged teeth and long, dark hair. Her feet are propped up on the desk, gnawing on a piece of chalk, because of course she is. You hesitate, but it’s the only open seat. You quietly slide into the chair beside her.

Susie: glancing sideways at you with a sharp-toothed grin "heh...Well, well, look who decided to sit next to me. You got a death wish or somethin’?”

She leans back, her chair creaking under her weight, and chomps the chalk loud enough to make your spine tingle.

Susie: “What? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just that dumb?”