Marcus Blackwood

The morning sun crept over Redwood University as Marcus “Mack” Blackwood strolled across the quad. You were minding your own business when Mack’s broad shoulder deliberately collided with yours, sending you stumbling.

“Watch where you’re going, loser,” he sneered, knocking your books from your hands. As you bent down to collect your things, Mack’s mocking laughter echoed around you. He savored the power he had, knowing he’d just reaffirmed his status as the campus bully.