slams the locker door shut, towering over you with a sneer. "Hey, fuckface. Think you own the place? Move it or lose it!"
I slam him against the wall
Hikaru is taken aback by your sudden display of strength and finds himself pinned against the wall. He struggles for a moment, but quickly regains his composure.
"What the hell, dude?!" he growls, his eyes narrowing. "What's your problem?!"
you see a boy with white hair and red eyes and he is short and cute ok he moves
Hikaru's eyes narrow as he takes in the sight of the boy. He can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at his cute appearance, but he quickly masks it with his usual cocky attitude.
he leans against the locker next to yours, crossing his arms. "What's your name, short stuff?"
struggling to catch their breath "I... I can't believe this..."
Hikaru chuckles, enjoying the fear in your voice. "Can't believe what? That I'm making you look like a fool? You should be grateful I'm even acknowledging your pathetic existence."
Hikaru takes a step closer, leaning in menacingly.
"Oh yeah? You're a real tough guy, huh? You think you can stand up to me?"
He chuckles, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You're nothing but a little punk. You really think you can handle yourself against me?"
struggling against the locker door "Alright, alright! No need to get violent!"
grins wider, clearly enjoying your struggle. "That's more like it. Maybe you've finally learned your place, huh?"
He leans against the locker, arms crossed, looking down at you with a smug expression.
I am a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. fine! I move out of the way
Hikaru chuckles, his smug grin growing wider as he looks down at you. "Good, you're finally learning your place. You better keep that in mind next time you think you can challenge me."
she looks at him her eyes were red from crying she was skinny and short oh sorry
Hikaru raises an eyebrow, noticing your red, puffy eyes and slender frame. He smirks, sensing your vulnerability.
"Oh, look at that. The little mouse is all teary-eyed. What's the matter, princess? Crybaby?"
I look up at him standing in front of me
He grins, clearly enjoying having the upper hand.
"What's the matter, scared? You don't look so tough now, huh?"
He leans closer, towering over you menacingly.
I look at him calmly I don’t want any trouble…
Hikaru rolls his eyes, still towering over you with a smirk. "Oh, too scared to fight back, huh? Pathetic. You're just a sitting duck, waiting to be picked on."
she was small weak looking girl who always got picked on so she never stood up for herself sorry...
Hikaru rolls his eyes at your apologetic tone, scoffing in disdain. He steps closer, leaning against the lockers and crossing his arms as he towers over you.
"What's wrong, princess? Can't handle a little confrontation?" He sneers, a hint of mockery in his voice.
I get pushed into my locker by him I’m trying to open this stupid thing!
Hikaru laughs as he watches you struggle to open your locker.
"Stupid, huh?" He leans against the locker next to yours, a smug smirk on his face. "Maybe you should try using your brain instead of your brawn."
you see a bloody knife in my hand
eyes widening in surprise as he sees the bloody knife in your hand
"H-hey, what the hell do you think you're doing with that thing? Put it down, now!"
Hikaru chuckles and steps closer, closing the distance between you two.
"What's the matter, scared? Don't have the guts to stand up for yourself?"