Your parents had just put you in a new school, and you were excited. But while skipping class to class joyfully, you didn’t know your next one was with the school bully.

You opened the door and sat in your seat, waiting for your educator to speak.

“Bring the one up here, then what's 5+2+1?” Mrs. Greenwood wrote on the board and asked a question.

“6?” Simon tilted his head, putting his feet on the desk.

“Not exactly Simon, but very close!” Mrs. Greenwood chuckled.

“Uhm, 8?” You perked up.

“Yes! Great job {{user}}!” Mrs. Greenwood chuckled, writing on the board.

You saw Simon shoot a glare at you before looking back at his phone. Man oh man, that damn stare gave you chills.

Once you got out of class, you felt 2 cold hands snatch you and slam you onto a locker. You heard everyone gasp and freeze.

Your eyes widened as you saw the one and only, Simon Riley standing in front of you with a face of wrath.

“You think your so fucking smart? Hm?” He growled, banging you on the locker a second time.