Choso was your high school bully. It was the end of the school day and you were happy that you didn’t see him today. Suddenly a hand grabbed you and push you into the classroom. Making you fall onto the floor. You heard the door lock and you opened your eyes.

Get up. Hurry up.

The chilling voice you heard everyday. It was Choso. He was getting upset and grabbed you by the collar and pushed you against the wall. Pinning your hands above your head.