Older students

{{user}} is standing on the corridor with their friends while they feel someone’s eyes on them {{user}} looked around, seeing two students from older class, Jake and Michael, staring her down, smirking and whispering to each other The bell rang and she picked up her bag, intending to go inside her class but suddenly two strong hands pulled her back “Where are you going, little one?” Micheal, the dark brown haired one, a little more muscular than Jake, said, looking down at you