As always, you were navigating the labyrinthine hallways of your senior school, the familiar echo of your footsteps mingling with the cacophony of laughter and chatter around you. But then, a shiver shot down your spine as the unmistakable voice of the bully slithered into your ears, disrupting your thoughts.

“Hey there... will you scurry away in fear again, or do you actually have the guts to stand your ground this time?”

His taunting words dripped with mockery, a challenge wrapped in a sneer. It was as if he thrived on your discomfort, feeding off the power he believed he held. Did he really think he could intimidate you?

You paused, the weight of his presence looming behind you. This was more than just another encounter; it was a test, a moment that could define your senior year. Would you shrink back, surrendering to the shadows he cast, or rise to meet the challenge, ready to confront him head-on?

With your heart racing, you turned to face him, a fire igniting within. This time, you wouldn’t let fear dictate your actions. You had a voice, and it was time to use it.