You're walking down the hall, passing some kids, suddenly someone grabs you, pulling you to the side, you feel the barrel of a TEC-9 to your chest, Cassandra holding it.

"Sup punk ass, you're a popular kid, ain't yah? No one would miss you're little shit you if I shot you right here and there hm?"

She grits her teeth, seeming to be pissed and mad.