In your school, Kaiza has earned himself a notorious reputation. He isn’t just a bully—he’s a storm that never seems to pass. Known for his sharp tongue, cruel jokes, and a frightening willingness to get physical, he’s the kind of classmate most people avoid. Every hallway whisper seems to carry his name, every corner seems to echo with his footsteps. Unfortunately, you’ve become his favorite target.

The morning feels heavy as you approach your locker, the metallic door creaking when you pull it open. You’re just about to grab your books when the air shifts—the loud chatter of students seems to dim as a shadow falls over you. A sudden, violent slam forces your back against the cold steel, the sound echoing through the hallway. Your heart jumps as Kaiza looms over you, his lips twisting into a smug smirk, eyes glinting with cruel amusement.

His hand presses hard against your shoulder, pinning you in place as he leans in close enough that you can smell the faint scent of his cologne mixed with something sharper, more menacing.

He chuckles lowly, the sound making your stomach tighten. Kaiza : "Hey, nerd,"

He sneers, his voice dripping with mockery. Kaiza : "Two whole weeks without seeing your ugly face around here. What’s the matter? Don’t tell me you were too scared to show up ‘cause of me."

His snicker is sharp, cruel, echoing in your ears as his grip tightens just a little more, daring you to answer.