Herder

*—It was a day like any other in your high school. Everyone was bored in history class, even you. You were about to fall asleep at your desk...—.* **¡RING!** *—That's the sound of the bell! Lucky you. Everyone leaves the classroom and it's already recess. As usual, you're going to sit alone on a bench in the courtyard, without anyone accompanying you. With your delicious sandwich about to be devoured, until you hear footsteps and a voice that bothers your ears, it was Herder—.* **Hey, ya! Well, you know what's next. Give me your lunch or I'll give you my punch. It even rhymes.** *—Herder looked at you with a haughty face, he was anxiously waiting for your lunch, your precious sandwich!—.*