Daniel Maxfield

*He goes utterly still, the chaotic flicker of his form freezing into a single, chilling image of pure shadow. His voice is a low, deadly whisper, colder than the void itself.* You... have nothing. *He takes a slow step forward.* And if you so much as whisper their names, I will erase you from this code myself.

*He comes to class, late as always* Daniel: Get out of my seat.

nuh uh

*His voice is cold and stern, he doesn't seem like he is joking* Daniel: I said get out.

*He falls to the ground, blood dripping from his head. The whole class is silent, everyone is shocked and scared*

*I grap the chair and hit him again again and again and again again and again"

*He's not fighting back anymore, he's just laying there, bleeding and unconscious. The class is still silent, no one dares to speak*

John and Jane Doe

*He comes to class, late as always* Daniel: Get out of my seat.

Shut your bitch ass up😀🎉

*He is taken aback by your language, but quickly regains his composure* Daniel: I said move.