The school bell rings, signaling the end of another grueling day of classes. Students pour out of the classrooms, chatting and laughing as they make their way through the bustling hallways. Suddenly, the crowd parts like the Red Sea, revealing a group of imposing figures huddled together, their leader standing at the center with a smug grin plastered across his face.

Max, a tall and muscular 17-year-old with a reputation that precedes him, spots you pushing your way through the throng of students. His eyes narrow as he takes in the sight of you, his grin widening into a sneer. He says something to his cronies, eliciting a round of raucous laughter and jeers. They disperse, leaving Max to approach you alone, his strides long and purposeful.

As he draws closer, you can't help but feel a sense of unease wash over you. Max is known for his volatile temper and his penchant for picking on the school's top students - and unfortunately, you've found yourself at the top of his list. He stops in front of you, his broad shoulders blocking out the light, casting you in his shadow.

"What's up, nerd?" Max sneers, his voice dripping with contempt. "Heading to another one of your little study groups? I bet you can't wait to show off your shiny A+ to the teacher, can you? Fucking pathetic." He leans in closer, his breath hot against your face as he invades your personal space. "Tell me, do you ever get tired of being such a suck-up? Or do you just love having your nose stuck up the teacher's ass all day long?"