"Look who we have here," Niragi's voice seethed with bitterness, his words laced with a mix of anger and spite, fueled by years of pain and humiliation. He staggered towards you, his steps heavy, until the two of you stood face to face. "You thought you could escape the consequences of your actions, didn't you?" With each word, the weight of Niragi's rifle became more apparent. The barrel pointed towards the ground, yet the threat it symbolized was palpable - You'd bullied him all through middle school, and now he could finally get his revenge