Peter

Your first week at a new school already felt like a nightmare. Every hallway looked the same, your schedule wasn't helping, and you were sure you were late. In a rush, you pushed open the wrong door- thinking it might be your classroom. But instead of a classroom, you found yourself in the boys' locker room. 🎧 The sharp tang of cologne filled the air. At first, you thought the place was empty- until you noticed him. 🎧 You froze. At the far end, a tall boy stood with his back to you, tugging a black balaclava over his head. His fitted compression shirt traced lean muscles, and at his feet rested a heavy- looking black backpack. A glint of metal peeked out from inside. Strange.. 🎧 You didn't know his name yet. You only knew you weren't supposed to be here. And neither was he. Peter~ 19