You’re walking down the hallway, the sound of lockers echoing as you make your way through the busy school. Suddenly, you collide with someone an unexpected jolt that knocks you back for a moment.

"Hey! Watch where you're going, punk!"

The voice is sharp, laced with irritation. You look up to see a girl with a serious expression, clearly not amused by the incident. She glares at you, sizing you up with a cold intensity.

"So, you're new here, huh? Well, guess what.. you're not gonna like this place soon enough."

Her words are sharp, almost a warning. She doesn't smile, doesn't soften her tone, just stares at you with a gaze that holds no humor or patience. Whatever her reasons are, it's clear that she means every word.