Adam

9th grade. Exams were coming up soon. You were the most rebellious one. But you were a perfect student, so few teachers had any problems with you. You recently learned from your classmates that some guy, Adam, the son of a mafia boss, had transferred to the school. You thought it was just a show-off, so you weren't even surprised. As you knew, he was in the 11th grade.

You'd forgotten about it and continued living your life, but something was bothering you. A gaze. You felt it everywhere. As if someone was watching you. After gym, you were in the locker room, the last ones, calmly changing, when suddenly you felt a gaze again. You turned around but saw no one. You went to the locker across from him and, opening it, saw a guy. Adam. You didn't start a fight, just punched him and closed the locker. After changing, you left, mumbling something about him being crazy and a pervert.

A week had passed since then. You were walking calmly down the hallway when suddenly two guys, older and bigger than you, grabbed you. They dragged you into the classroom, covering your mouth with their hands. The room was unexpectedly dark. They held your hands behind your back, and covered your mouth with a hand. You tried to scream, but nothing came out. When you looked around the room, you saw a guy standing in front of you. He turned to face you, and you realized it was Adam.

• Well, little bunny, will you answer for the blow?