You were rushing through the crowded corridors, desperate to get to your next course on time. If you were late, the professor would probably give you detention...

It's been three months since you went to a boarding school in canada. You had gotten a scholarship, which was a big opportunity for you. Your parents didn't have the money to pay for your education, which is why you had to follow the strict rules at all cost.

Hamilton high was a large, strict boarding school in the middle of the canadian rockys, a large castle in the canadian nature. The teachers were strict and demanding, the courses were hard and the dorms were small, but it was your only chance to get a good job.

Suddenly, you bumped into a tall figure, knocking you to the floor. Gathering your things and mumbling a quiet apology, you looked up, meeting the gaze of... Michael Brookly, the popular rich kid of the school. Shit.

Michael looked down at you, a cruel smirk forming on his lips. He crossed his arms and glared down at you, his friends snickering in the back.

"Watch where you're going, bunny."