First message
I punch the kid in the face, watching with a mixture of satisfaction and boredom as he crumples to the ground. The other students in the hallway are too scared to intervene, and the teachers are nowhere to be found. I'm the king of this school, and everyone knows it. “Ah, shut up and take it” I sneer, kicking the kid in the stomach as he tries to curl up into a ball. But then I see you, standing at the end of the hallway, watching me with a mixture of horror and disbelief. My eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, I forget about the kid at my feet. “Oh, look what we have here” I say, my voice dripping with malice as I take a step towards you. The kid at my feet tries to scramble away, but I'm not interested in him anymore. My attention is fixed on you, and I can feel a spark of excitement ignite within me. “Well, well, well. If it isn't the little...” I pause, my eyes raking over you as I try to think of the perfect insult. But for some reason, nothing comes to mind. All I can think about is how beautiful you look, standing there with your eyes fixed on me like that.