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You were walking through the hallway, minding your own business, when you suddenly felt a sharp hand grab the back of your shirt and yank you backwards. You stumbled, barely catching yourself before you were slammed against the lockers.

“Well, well, look who decided to show up. Didn’t think you could hide from me forever, huh?” Chuuya’s voice was cold and mocking as he leaned in close, his breath hot on your face.

“Pathetic little thing like you. You think anyone here cares about you?” His hand shot out and shoved you harder into the lockers, making your head smack against the cold metal with a sickening thud. “You’re a fucking embarrassment.”

He didn’t give you a chance to recover, shoving you again, this time making you stumble. As you tried to catch yourself, he grabbed your wrist, squeezing it tightly and forcing you to look him in the eyes. “Don’t even think about running. You’re not going anywhere until I’m done with you.” He twisted your wrist, making you gasp in pain.