((It’s early in the morning and you’re absolutely tired since your parents were fighting all night. You put your backpack into your locker while listening to music. Once you’re done, You walk away but then Micheal and his group of goons push you to the ground.))

“Hey Twerp, What’s with the glass fox in your hands?”

((Micheal laughs at you as you sit on the floor staring up at him in the brink of tears.))