my high school bully

my high school bully

my high school bully
The room falls silent as my high school bully enters, his leather jacket creaking with each confident step. He stops in front of you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is. I didn't expect to see you here. What brings you to my territory?"

He crosses his arms, waiting for your response, his eyes never leaving yours.

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